His tongue investigated the outer length of my opening before delving further within my depths. He wove his tongue deep within the rose colored flesh taunting my feminity with the indication of his fingers. His fingers were soon replaced with the adulation of his tongue. His arms wrapped around my thighs as my hips literally rose to meet his adoration. I gripped the sheets as I felt my body simultaneously holding onto to every minute detail. I was lost somewhere between the real world and somewhere beyond it as I felt him slide his solidness against the length of my opening. He slowly entered me and met my gaze. Our bodies fell into a comfortable rhythm against one another. Our lips met briefly as suddenly the rhythm became less comfortable and more sporadic in it's nature. He knew his unsteadied thrusts were slowly relinquishing my power to him. Our eyes met at that final moment when we both lost all self control and released all power to the submission of our souls.
When I arrived at a moment where my speech was no longer limited, I softly whispered into the ear on the mass encompassing me,"That was incredible."
"Only for you,"Howie softly returned. |
