“Beautiful.” I moan, almost sounding as if I’m in pain, as she starts slowly massaging my rack, driving me aboutusely erary with pee

    Under normal circumstances, I would have had my dick down her throat by now, well on my way to blowing my food sa route care in to that bI /bknow, I’m a douche.

    At least, up until now, I was.

    But now, with her, I wouldn’t dare be anything less than a gentleman and a considerate lover in the bedroom Honestly, I can’t wait to codifle with he afterwards. And I never fucking cuddled before with any of my other hook–ups.

    This is what she does to me. I want to give her everything, be everything she wants and needs in a man, and always put her firsti. /i

    When her fingers slip to just inside the waistband of my boxers and she looks up at me as if to ask for permission, I give it wholeheartedly in der that belies my visceral need to be consumed by her, “Pull them down, slowly.”

    She follows my instructions beautifully as she ipulls /ithem down leisurely, little by little, watching in awe as more of my crotch bes visible When Ift my hips again and the boxers slip over my ass, my cock jumps out at her, in full view of her mesmerized gaze.

    I watch as she distractedly pulls the scrap of material all the way off, seeming unable to look away from the reaction she coaxed from my body. She then haphazardly discards the useless piece of clothing off to the side.

    A sudden realization hits me like a Mack truck as I watch her watching my dick as it twitches at having her undivided attention: From hereon mit, di is hers to do with what she wants, when she wants. No other woman will ever have the privilege ofing within ten feet of it, and me for that matter es i now wholly belong to her. Granted, I think I’ve belonged to her for a while now, but this special moment between us seals the deal for me.

    Again, she licks her lips, and I groan obscenely, because she’s going to be the death of me if she doesn’t make contact with it soon. She could breathes my cock right now and I’d die a happy man. I just need something, because that look of sheer desire swimming in her eyes is driving me crazy, and its making me think of all the depraved things I want to do to her iright /iifucking /inow.

    But this is not about me right now. So I take a deep breath and concentrate on not embarrassing myself.

    “Can I touch it?” she asks softly as she flicks her gaze between mine and my fully engorged cock. Her hands that hadnded on my thighs after taking off my underwear are now slowly creeping upwards to my promisednd.

    “Please,” is the only word my blood–deprived brain cane up with in that moment.

    Needing no further encouragement, she glides her right hand up, over my balls, and up my shaft. Just before reaching the angry–looking tip, she bwraps /bher soft but warm fingers around my length, making me let out a sigh of contentment.

    She slowly starts pumping me as she drifts her gaze over my abs that are pulling tight at her ministrations. Then she glides those burning ember orbs even higher so she can lock eyes with me, deepening our moment of intimacy.

    Without breaking eye contact, she slowly leans forward, sticks out her tongue, and then slowly licks the bead of precum that has escaped from my shit. The sound she makes as she tastes it is the bsexiest /bthing I’ve ever heard. For the briefest moment, my mind goes empty, my breath gets caught in my lungs, and I involuntarily clench my hand still tangled in her hair.

    When she groans at the tug on her scalp because of my movement, I initially think I caused her pain, but when I search her eyes for any indication of difort, all I see are eyes that are droopy with lust. This makes me smile as I file it in the back of my mind for another time.

    “Lick it for me, baby,” I ask in a deep and rough cadence that’s even new to my ears.

    Like the good girl she is, she doesn’t even hesitate before she sticks her tongue out, ttens it, and then slowly and reverently licks my cock from my balls to the head, even swirling her tongue around the circumference when she crests the sensitive peak that’s now leaking a steady trickle of precumb. /b

    “God, Beautiful, you’re doing so well. I’m ready to ibeg /iyou to wrap those pretty lips around me.” I say as I look at her, hoping she sees what bshe /bbdoes /bto me and my soul.

    The cheeky minx answers, “You can beg next time,b” /bbefore making my wildest dreamse true by wrapping her lips around my sensitive tip and then giving it a light suck. My eyes roll back into my head as she doesn’t stop there.

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