This post is dedicated to a follower who I dedicated this story to
You were there with your black striped tights, lying on the bed with your knees bent and legs open, inviting me to taste you. I approach you slowly, my face directed at the middle of your thighs, and in that moment when you can feel my breathing on your skin, your vagina transforms into the perfect and precious cup that is savored slowly without hurry, drinking each drop of nectar as if it were the last, exploring every fold, every plain, drowning my tongue in it, stimulating your senses, blowing, sucking, licking, and letting your body respond entirely. Your finger resting on your tongue and your lips slightly open, inviting desire to disarm itself over them now, your hands compressing your breasts just as pleasure itself demands, and that pleasure you give yourself for me.
And then finally my tongue reveals your pink wet clitoris that invites being tasted, it surrounds, teases, moves and the lips suckle and gently nibble it while your moisture lowers and my fingers take advantage of it to slide between your buttocks and rub, ascend, descend, penetrate and resurface making you shudder with pleasure my hard hot member beats eagerly desiring to try you, but not... yet not... not until you ask for it with the urgency of satisfying all the excitement trapped in your body.
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