Damp like a warm flannel
that’s how he made me feel.
Every time….
…his full lips parted to speak
he mesmerised me…
tantalised me…
teased me with every sound that escaped his sexy mouth
I wanted to feel those lips
on my neck…
in between my thighs…
nuzzling in and amongst my dampness
I wanted that mouth to taste my opening
dine on my nectar
sample my goodness
I wanted to hear his sounds of appreciation…
…as my essence slipped down his throat…
sweet like pineapple nectar
I wanted him to love it
enjoy it…
get high off of it
He made me so wet
the very thought of him…
…above me as I lay flat on my back
him over me
ready to slip his hot and throbbing
deep inside my inviting walls…
…just waiting to welcome him
accommodate him
caress him…
please him…
Once inside…
those beautifully crafted lips
would exude deep throaty grunts of satisfaction…
murmurs of excitement…
sighs of pleasure
His natural fragrance would seduce my nostrils
…forcing me to pull him deeper in
His mesmerising aroma…
it made me NEED him to go deeper
further in…
…harder in…
…grinding faster, then slower…
…rhythmically
causing waves of ecstasy
to wash over
and ripple through my submissive body
I’d surrender to every part of him
in that moment, my body was not my own
it belonged to him!
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