He softly kissed me, mastered my small breasts
like a skillful artist. He caressed my legs, my inner thigh, brushed his hand along my
clit. Took my nipples in his mouth
like he was sucking on a Hershey's kiss. I was girating, wanting him in me. Then he took my clit in his mouth but only for a few seconds...tease. He then rubbed his engorged dick on me, then in me, then on me again. When he finally entered me, his girth took up my entire space...commanding it to his
will. His fluid motion was just enough and his
tip was speaking in tongues to my
gorgeous G. She loved every minute of it! She started to sing and as she was being stroked, the sounds from inside erupted into the loudest sounds I've exclaimed in a long time. But I wasn't finished. He took me in his mouth & 8 more times I saw the light. Then he fucked me...
like he was fucking out those from my past. I was A & O x 0. I emerged with quivering thighs & a satisfaction I haven't experienced in many months.
His dick had a deep conversation with my
G, and I loved every minute of it!
It was agony &
ecstasy all at the same time. Agony to let go, but
ecstasy to feel alive again!
