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You lie back . . . scoot your hips forward . . . knees wide . . . I move between . . . kissing your inner thighs . . . my hands slide your smooth hot skin . . . thumbs now at your center . . . rolling the soft flesh . . . kneading . . . little thrills from your clit hiding beneath . . . your head goes back . . . eyes closed . . . all thought on the touches between your legs . . . embracing the feelings . . . I feel your hips roll and lift . . . the soft flesh of your vulva moving more easily now . . . lubricated with your passion . . . . . . my thumbs spread your outer labia puffy with arousal . . . mmmmmm so pink and shiney . . . . and there is the little bump . . . I lean in to taste you . . . to lift my tongue through your sweet folds . . . collecting your flavors . . . my tongue sends pleasures flowing through you . . . your breasts flush with heat . . . I feel your hands on my head pulling me to you . . . we kiss . . . . . your hot wet sex pressing my own lips and mouth . . . my tongue enters your opening in a most intimate french kiss . . . swirling . . sliding . . mmmmmmm so many ways touch you . . . a finger tip finds your nether hole . . . I press your wrinkled rosebud . . . wet from our dripping juices . . . the tip just enters and I hear your sigh . . .
I love it when you are so wet and wanting. Your juices are always so sweet. I love it when you just lie back and spread your legs inviting me to taste you. You know I can't resist. You hold your pussy lips apart and they glisten. I move between your thighs and run my tongue about the folds of your wet inner heat. mmmmm. . . . So good. Your curly hairs tickle my nose and are full with the scents of you. Relentless now . . My tongue probes your hole. I want to find the source of your nectar. You squirm your hips. I hold your thighs and search for your harder nubbin. You smell wonderful. You are sex. I find your swollen clit. Then . . Tongue flicks. Tongue press. Hold you. Watch your belly jump. Feel your hips buck. The touch just right now . . . . . mmmm ... more juice. . . . more sighs . . . mmm . . . . . . . . . again. . . . . . .and again . . .