ARIZONA HEAT

I remember the moan leaving your lips,
As I sucked on your hardened tip.
Your hands gripping the wheel --
Good God this moment couldn't be any more real.

I remember parking in the middle of nowhere.
As we pulled the backseat down,
Stripping off my underwear.

Your groans and words filled my ears,
As the pleasure erupted through my aroused gears.
"Go ahead and scream."
And I did --
And with each pound and pleasured cry,
It became a teenage boy's wet dream.

Just as you began to grow hot and tired,
I got coaxed to continue the job without getting fired.
Just as frustration settled in,
We both fell side by side --
With the cop's flashlight burn through the windows within.

We didn't crash and burn.
After he left, you and I rested to no return.
Arizona Heat I will always remember --
What dirty things we did that November.