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You asked why I love your pussy so much . . . I love it because it is the center of your physical pleasures . . . when your mind is touched with fantasy, your heart beats faster, your thoughts rush ahead on memories and promise . . . we touch in foreplay breasts, ears, neck, caresses . . kisses . . little bites . . your heart beats faster . . your breath quickens with sighs and little gasps and all the while your pussy is warming . . . and your labia is swelling . . wanting touches and kisses . . wanting lips, tongue, fingers and cock . . all the sensations that create your sexual memories . . those memories you draw on when you are alone and wanting . . my hand steals down between your legs . . you spread and the heat of you burns my senses . . . the softness invites presses and circles . . finally you slip out of your clothes and I touch you again . . a single finger slips between your lips and finds the slick center of you . . it slides and dips . . moves up to your button . . light touches there and circles . . and then there is the scent of you and your growing need . . I follow the scent . . slide my nose over your soft smooth mons . . . my lips kissing . . my tongue tasting . . Your hips rising . . your pussy kissing back . . pushing . . I french kiss you . . . mouth over your lips and my tongue between . . . I hear your gasps. . . your panting pleasure . . . and then there is nothing more than you and your pussy . . . and that is why I love your pussy so much
You lean back and 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 . . .