Only You

In 20 years there has only been one mans hands touch my body. He knows me......we have explored the beauty of each other and know which buttons to press.
I love to feel my partners hands run across my body, making their way down to my *****. The heat that comes off his hand as he encases my whole mound, then uses his fingers to part and touch my lips. I want to grind my ***** into his hand, but he holds off just teasing up and down. He pulls my juice out with a finger and runs it across my ****, I want to explode at just his touch. Mmmm he is rubbing so gentle, I want to push into him and take more but he stays gentle. Rubbing my **** and then running his fingers down my *****, inserting one finger in and using his thumb to rub my ****. Oh to feel the warmth of his hand encasing my *****. Rubbing my **** and fingering me at the same time, I can feel my ****** building and building until I am ready to explode. He slides his finger in and out and then joins it with a second, ******* me with those fingers and rubbing my **** into ******. My breathing is heavy and heaving, I cannot stand much more and he can feel it, he loves the look of wanting on my face, begging him to continue and give me more. Knowing I am going to be hungry to feel his **** enter me. He has the rhythm and I am exploding in his hand, shuddering and spasming. I want to feel his **** enter me, to rub the head of his **** across my **** and then enter me suddenly. There is no greater pleasure to feel him enter while I am still shuddering from an ******. There is such a build up when he strokes me with his hand.
HowMuchCanaKoalaBear HowMuchCanaKoalaBear
41-45, F
1 Response May 6, 2012

wow!