Terry was lost in the lushness of Cynthia's body. Its pleasures seemed to be endless to him. He could feel her responding to his touch, opening up allowing him unlimited access. He trailed kisses across her breast and down the tautness of her stomach. He felt her tremble beneath his hands and tiny moans escaped her throat. Pushing her thighs apart he kissed the insides, nibbling gently at the tender flesh there. He kissed the backs of her knees and her calves, alternating from leg to leg, ankle to ankle until he gently sucked her toes into his mouth. A little squeal escaped her when she felt his tongue and teeth graze her skin.
"Mmmmm, Terry." She moaned and stretched out for him. She loved him even more whenever he treated her like this. Terry always left her feeling totally satisfied and devoured. "Terry, please baby, I need you. Now."
Terry knew it was time for her to start begging for it. She always did especially when he began massaging her the way he was now. He had two fingers slid deep inside of her and was pressing down on her clit with his thumb. He could feel the press and pull of her muscles on his fingers. Terry was a very skilled lover, he knew a woman's body, he especially knew Synthia's, and he knew where her G-spot was at, and that's what his expert fingers stroked at. Smelling the scent that wafted up from between her legs was driving him crazy. His manhood stood out straight in front of him, the head nudging at the backs of her thighs. Removing his fingers from her, he put them inside his mouth and tasted her. She was sweet and sticky on his fingers. He felt his dick throb hard and heavy and he could barely control himself from ravishing her right then. But the taste of her made his mouth water, and he wanted to take a deep drink of her juices.
