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He starts with soft, supple kisses up and down my labia. Like kissing my mouth. My hands cover my face, palms jammed against my mouth and I’m whimpering. He’s watching me.. oh, god- those eyes peering up at me. I’m trying to stifle my cries. He’s just started kissing me and I already feel an orgasm building.

“Honey I’m getting so hungry for you.. I have no stamina with you. I’m just instantly right there.” His only response is a small sigh like he’s tasting something delectable and to keep passionately making out with my pussy. I want to tell him to stop. It’s too much. I can not take it. I can not BREATHE. I want to reach down for him. I want to touch him. I want to touch him all over. “Tell me where to put my hands, J.”

“You can put them on your tits or in my hair.” I settle for one of each as his mouth plays with my lips. My hips are rolling gently. His mouth is soft and hot and wet. We’re both moving so slowly,  softly. Inside, I’m chaos: wild heartbeat, struggling for breath, wanting to demand that he stop,  wanting to beg him not to.

His finger traces my lips: slowly, tenderly, agonizingly gentle. My breath is stolen with a loud moan when his finger finds my clit. His finger keeps moving, brushing across my clit, stroking along the sides of it, up and down my lips.

“Please.. please J..”

He looks back up at me. Watches the effect he’s having. He’s staring right into my eyes as his finger slides between my lips and slowly plunges into me. And lowers his mouth to my clit.

My back bows. I cry out and press against his face, eager his finger to go deeper. I want to scream and sing and my body is damn near convulsing with how powerfully he makes me come. Inside me.. kissing me.. peering up at me from between my legs.. Just a few minutes. Just a few soft kisses and a finger tantalizingly exploring me deep inside. 

NSFW: yes

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