Lamer, lamer and lamer.
My mouth was only thinking about savoring his penis that was offering itself to my eyes, erect and perfect. Positioning my tongue on his glans, positioning my tongue at the base, squeezing in that spot, using my hand from top to bottom in perfect synchrony with my mouth sucking the tip of his beautiful fallo. And I thought: This is melody, listening to the suction of my small mouth on his beautiful sweet. Take the first drink that it delivers. Feeling a overwhelming thirst, waiting for the final reward, a stream of its celestial juice that would fill my mouth, pass through my throat, and flow from my fleshy lips, I thought about licking him completely, trapping him with my tongue, making circles in his foreskin... inciting more fervently than ending in me.
Lamer, eating is an art, it requires technique or some type of knowledge to make it more enjoyable and optimal if you want to reach the climax. But as I also like to lick a good penis, the sex of a woman seems equally attractive to me, opening it up like a flower, seeing the folds, exploring with my fingers searching for the clitoris to press deliciously in that greedy zone, first like a slutty, then my tongue would pass over all her lips, nibbling them, savoring as slowly their fluids flow through my mouth and I get soaked with her excitement. Go back to the tender button hidden between folds, eat it and contour my tongue so the pressure is more intense, wait for her pelvis to start moving compulsively, announcing the moan, the alteration of her senses, put a finger in her slit while making her come... and finish exquisitely, and my finger covered by the fruit of my expert tongue.
My mouth was only thinking about savoring his penis that was offering itself to my eyes, erect and perfect. Positioning my tongue on his glans, positioning my tongue at the base, squeezing in that spot, using my hand from top to bottom in perfect synchrony with my mouth sucking the tip of his beautiful fallo. And I thought: This is melody, listening to the suction of my small mouth on his beautiful sweet. Take the first drink that it delivers. Feeling a overwhelming thirst, waiting for the final reward, a stream of its celestial juice that would fill my mouth, pass through my throat, and flow from my fleshy lips, I thought about licking him completely, trapping him with my tongue, making circles in his foreskin... inciting more fervently than ending in me.
Lamer, eating is an art, it requires technique or some type of knowledge to make it more enjoyable and optimal if you want to reach the climax. But as I also like to lick a good penis, the sex of a woman seems equally attractive to me, opening it up like a flower, seeing the folds, exploring with my fingers searching for the clitoris to press deliciously in that greedy zone, first like a slutty, then my tongue would pass over all her lips, nibbling them, savoring as slowly their fluids flow through my mouth and I get soaked with her excitement. Go back to the tender button hidden between folds, eat it and contour my tongue so the pressure is more intense, wait for her pelvis to start moving compulsively, announcing the moan, the alteration of her senses, put a finger in her slit while making her come... and finish exquisitely, and my finger covered by the fruit of my expert tongue.
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