I see him lying there, in bed waiting for me. We just finished our exhibitor so I know he is white. I also know from our fun in the cascade that he is horny for Me.

There he is, lying there naked. My body betrays me, although I dried myself, I can finger a wetness developing deeply within my pussy. The door is shut so we won't be disturbed and the air conditioner is on, set at the perfect temperature. I come out of the toilet, naked, and I can feel him following me with his eyes. Although he is under a blanket, I know he is affectionate. His body is always fond and it always makes me feel comforted whenever I snuggle up to him.

I open the back to divulge his feet and lean forward with my knocker. He told me that they were his and willingly, lovingly, I give them to him. I angle my mamilla to touch his feet. I know he enjoys it because I can see a smiling across his face. My nipples feel his heat and it stimulates me more. Although I should be in control, my body betrays me as I feel my pussy becoming slick magazine with my juices.

I work my way up, alternating my tits, breathing space, and kisses as I approach his thighs. I hear him moan. He is under my magical spell, my power. They say the submissive is the one with the power and it is true up. I have the power.

His stage bend at his articulatio genus and he thrusts his pelvis up, like when he fucking me while I am on top. There, his spiritualist balls are exposed. His sac is still relaxed ; the scrotum has not yet drawn tightly to his torso. I work my way closer and he lifts one of his legs, giving me exculpated unobstructed access to his sensitive regions. I feel his hand on my head. It is firm, yet patrician, and pulling me in finisher to him. A light film of my clapper on his sac drives him looney. Lovingly, I engulf his sac in my sass, swirling it with my tongue and bathing it with my tender saliva.

After releasing his Ball, I explore his body, using my natural language and brim. low gear his queynt, then his ass. His anus is hot ! The opening is wrinkly but firm. Clean from our recent exhibitor, he smells of my soap. With the tip of my tongue I rim around. I hear him moan,"Yes ”. It emboldens me and I start to attack with vigor. My tongue loose and fluttering stimulates around his opening. Around and around I swirl my glossa. Moistened with my saliva, I plant my sassing firmly against him and give him a passionate candy kiss. I push my tongue out and French buss deep into him. Over and over I penetrate him, tongue fucking his ass. I switch my attack and my sass are actively munching on him, stimulating and eating him. I am proud of to hear his uninterrupted moans… I am the mastermind of his delight. His hired man reaches over and pushes my head firmly against his hot trunk. Willingly I give in and push my tongue further into him. I work my way up and flick my tongue, feeling him quiver with each stroke. Like a thoroughbred entire responding to a jockey's cutaneous senses of his crop, I control the upsurge of power beneath me with the picture of my tongue.

His proud dick sales booth erect. I give it a quick candy kiss then engulf it in one swallow. After savoring it, I release it. I know he wants more but Sir Thomas More will expect for later. I continue to exercise my way up and get through his mamilla. I wonder if they are sore as mine. Do they produce a jolt of electricity like when he licks my tits ? I lightly kiss his nipple. A subdued moan emanates from him and he is deriving joy. With renewed vim, I passionately kiss, go down on and swirl his pap with my mouth and tongue. I tantalize and stimulate him like how I want my nipples to be treated. I can feel him with his hot hands and fingers, touching and stimulating me even though I am the aggressor. It feels so good that I can feel my slit exuding more of my juices.

In the heat of moment I expose my dentition and such in his pap. A moan escapes his rim and he grabs my forefront and pulls it firmly into him.

impinging !

I know the electrical jolt I feel is also coursing through him. I lean back and I feel him take over. His raw big businessman and lust also fuels me. I feel him touching and kneading my titty. Lightly, ever so lightly, he kisses and stimulates my tit. His hot breathing place and spit warms me all over. I feel him rising to his knees besides me. His cock pinch my breasts and rubs my pap. The sheer agitation of feeling such an adumbrate part of him touching my erogenous zone sends continuous jerk throughout me.

Then I feel a knavish fall around my nipple. He is leaking precum and I must birth it ! Sensing my demand he adjusts his body to bring it closer to my thirsty backtalk. Shamelessly I stick out my tongue to taste him. It tasted salty. Hungrily I want more. He obliges me and squirts more of his salty fluid into my waiting mouth. Greedily I swallow every drop.

I feel him contact over and pertain my clitoris, completing a electric circuit from my oral fissure through his cock to his finger on my kitty-cat. Contact ! …and it electrifies me !

sensing my need, his finger lightly brushes my clitoris. My eubstance is ready, my pussy primed, the easy sense of touch across my clit continuously electrifies me. It is hard for me not to bite his dick. Saliva and his juices mix freely in my mouth and bathe his cock in warm fluids.

Then …the build-up…"Don't stop !"I plead.

"I'm almost there !"

My need…he knows my need and generously fulfills it.
My need…My cum …My orgasm.

YES !

My pussy rampart contract rhythmically. My rich juices squirt and I feel it coating his digit. His finger continues to stimulate my clit and another wave washes over me. I know he can feel it through my mouth. In his excitement he squirts more of his salty precum.

Though his fingers are just resting on me, my body reacts. Sensing my want, his digit move and in my heightened res publica another undulation of orgasmic blissfulness sweeps though me. I am depleted, drained. My cum flows freely out of my pussy and makes a slippery lead down to my ass. I can feel a wet spot developing beneath me, all of it from my fluids. He switches around, bringing his expression finisher to my pussy and starts to thrash me. With a slight pelvic thrust, my pussy smears the succus all over his font. I mark him ! With my pheromone he will smell me and bonk I belong to him. And if any other adult female gets close, they too will know I am his and he is mine.

In this posture his ass is close to my face. I use my hired man to part his buttock and attack him with savor. With my backtalk and mouth I stimulate his sensitive region. Though my pussy is spent, my mouth has renewed zip. I feel him angle himself up pressing his ass onto my expression. His hands reach over to grab my top dog. I know what he wants and willingly, I give to him. Strengthening my tongue, I form it into a spear and set out to tongue fuck his hole.

His moans of ecstasy are music to my spike. I know I am the instrument of his delight. His pleasure is my pleasure and with renewed energy I rim him with smack. Unable to dissent my efforts I feel him swing his leg over to work his stiff cock within reach my thirsty mouth. Eagerly, willingly, I open my oral fissure to take on his engorged putz. Strengthened by his medicine it fills my mouthpiece. My mouthpiece is his, my consistence is his, and I suck his peter drawing it further into my throat. I feel his cockhead touch the spine of my throat for an insistent then it draws back. His hips push the hot peter back in, slowly filling my mouthpiece and throat.

He is fucking me !

Willingly I submit to his face fuck. My hands reach around to his ass to draw him in and deeper into me. Over and over, in and out, I feel him take me. I submit and accept. In doing so, his pleasance becomes mine. His pounding becomes more forceful. Soon I feel his ballock tighten and his precum alteration flavor. With a final push he reaches deep into me. Though I want him in my throat, he thoughtfully pulls back and fills my mouth with his hot dulcorate nectar. His cum, pumped forcefully by his pecker muscles, fills my mouth. I swallow, barely keeping up with his load.

I continue to bathe his pecker with the potpourri of my saliva and his sweet seed. After drinking all of his fluids, I wash his peter clean with my tongue. Spent, he shifts position to lie beside me. His strength and Energy Department flowed into me, filling me. As I feel his tool deflate, I adjust myself and reach over to enamour those last pearl exiting out of his pisshole with my tongue. It is sweet.

We cuddle and his weaponry surround me, comforting me. Our energies spent ; in surrendering to him I gain all of him .