Savoring The Sweetness.

I love to take time.
Especially with a button down shirt. Opening each part, like a treasure. Kissing the path of flesh it reveals.
Sliding in over knotted shoulders,
I can't wait to put my hands on you.

About at the ribcage a little more thought goes into breathing.
I notice that you tense a bit. As i move a little
Lower.
You groan as i undo the button with my teeth.
I miss button fly Levis.
I run my fingers lightly tracing the lines your **** makes protesting the fabric.

You scoop my hair into a pile. Clenching as I kneel in front of you.
I know.
It's hard not to rush at this point...for me. Taking the time letting it slide. My fingers trace the Southern path my mouth should follow..

With a firm grip and a look...
I lick you. Slow. I love the look you give me.
I take you with my hot wet mouth.
Greedy.
Fast. Hard.
I feel your legs shaking with the effort of trying to not lose it.
I love the ragged pant.
But there is no stopping and I feel you throbbing.
Go.
Oh god what a beautiful part.
That moment.
The silky release.
It works for me.


slsr slsr
41-45, F
4 Responses Jan 11, 2013

Your words express your lascivious craving so well
My **** certainly responded accordingly.

Thank you.

You are welcome

Damm . . . good stuff. Really enjoy "I feel your legs shaking with the effort of trying to not lose it. I love the ragged pant."

"It works for me" is sublime

Thank you.... ;-)

It worked for me too! ;-)

Me too! ;)

That is always the moment that spurs me on. I can see that vacant veil where my partner tries to hold on...to disengage..to draw it out.
I can not stop. I won't. :)