by
tj

Baby,

As I sit here I can hardly even type, so great is my need for you. All I can hear is the sound of your voice, the sound you made as you slid your hand down to see how wet you were. I wish I was there to see that, I would have watched you touch yourself till I couldn't take it anymore, then I would have come over and slipped your fingers into my mouth, and sucked them clean. Curling the taste of you around my tongue sweetly, reverently, I would have leaned over and kissed you, sliding my tongue down your neck, and gently biting my way down to the perfection that is your breast. Rubbing my lips against the velvet of your skin as a test to myself, how long can I hold out before touching, tasting, your nipples...hmmmmmm.....those nipples. I want to flick them with the tip of my tongue, and then blow lightly on the moistened tips. I wanna curl my tongue around and around them until you beg me to stop, and then suck each one in turn into my mouth, like the sweet chocolate that they are. As your hips thrust up from the raw need flowing through your pussy, I want to slide my hands down your stomach, and slip my fingers into your wetness, feeling you tighten around my fingers, almost as if your body was sucking on a bottle of life giving water.
Then I'd stop.

And step back.

And watch it throb for me....

Until my pussy cried out to me, TASTE HER, and I'd slide my tongue from your ass to your clit, and circle it with my tongue ring. Over and over, feeling your hips buck in my hands, and hearing you moan my name. And as I felt you about to explode, I would run my nails over the cheeks of your ass. Lifting you closer to my mouth, so I can slide my tongue into you as deep as it would go, and taste every bit of your sweet essence flowing into my mouth....

Till it fulfilled my . . . .

Need . . . .

THE END

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