Brigit
He turned to face me. His hands came to my waist and began a sensual slide over my ribs, up to caress my firm breasts. The lush globes began to swell to meet his teasing hands, my nipples pebble-hard as they responded to his touch.
My hands began an inqisitive quest of their own. The crisp hair on his legs tickled my palms as they stroked over well-defined thighs.
My hands enjoyed each new sensation as they traveled to embrace his wonderfully tight ass, then to the strong back I had brushed against only moments before.
I wanted to learn the feel of every hard, sculpted muscle, to smell him, to taste him.
His maddening hands were soon replaced by his tongue and finally his mouth. His delicious ministrations were making me tremble.
Finally I couldn't stand his exquisite torture any longer, and pulled his head from my breasts. My lips captured his and my tongue caressed his lips seeking entry. His hot mouth fused with mine, the sensuous slide of his tongue a promise of what was yet to come.
He turned to face me. His hands came to my waist and began a sensual slide over my ribs, up to caress my firm breasts. The lush globes began to swell to meet his teasing hands, my nipples pebble-hard as they responded to his touch.
My hands began an inqisitive quest of their own. The crisp hair on his legs tickled my palms as they stroked over well-defined thighs.
My hands enjoyed each new sensation as they traveled to embrace his wonderfully tight ass, then to the strong back I had brushed against only moments before.
I wanted to learn the feel of every hard, sculpted muscle, to smell him, to taste him.
His maddening hands were soon replaced by his tongue and finally his mouth. His delicious ministrations were making me tremble.
Finally I couldn't stand his exquisite torture any longer, and pulled his head from my breasts. My lips captured his and my tongue caressed his lips seeking entry. His hot mouth fused with mine, the sensuous slide of his tongue a promise of what was yet to come.