Oh, God.
Her lips are heavenly. They’re warm and just so unbelievably soft. When she closes them, my dick is massaged with the most fantastic sensation as she sucks in; when she opens them, hot, humid air wafts up, causing my skin to tingle from the contact with her sweet breath. It could be uncomfortable, stretched as I am over a gaping chasm, but the push and pull of her lips on my body as they gently open and close, playing with my insignificant form draped over them, more than compensates.
And of course, when I hang over her open mouth, she can bring her tongue out from the dark depths of her mouth. From out of that cavern comes a pink monster, wet from salivating over the thought of me. The tip draws of trail of saliva over my exposed stomach. I’m ticklish, and I’m forced to squirm for her pleasure as she taunts me with further prodding. She starts to lick at my rod, already hard from our play but still with room for improvement, causing me to writhe even more energetically with frantic ecstasy.
I can’t help but release my load as I orgasm, shooting down onto her waiting taste buds. She loves how I taste, but I’m so small compared to her that I can only provide a little at a time. As my cum drips onto her tongue, she moans appreciatively at the delicacy; even after having spent myself, the tremors of her pleasured groan still stimulate me to hardness again. Having so recently come, the feeling is slightly painful as my penis stretches when it should relax, but that is a small price to pay for the joy I’ve brought to my mistress.
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