As soon as she shut her eyes and began to drift, there he was. Shivers ran down her spine as she felt him. She was straddled upon his face. His fingers gently pulled her open, exposing all of her anticipation and his wet lips sucked her pussy lips into his mouth. She felt his fingers delve inside her. She let out a soft quiet moan of appreciation, wanting desperately not to show her affection. She felt his hot wet tongue slide deep inside of her, probing her, begging her to acknowledge the pleasure.
She quickly put her hands on her chest to calm herself and return to reason, but only succeeded in wrapping her fingers around her plump breasts. They seemed larger than she remembered...and a lot softer. With each flick of his tongue, she squeezed her nipples and pushed her breasts in slow circles.
His lips released hers and she let out a soft whimper. Her hand shot to her mouth. She closed her eyes again and tried not to make a noise. His tongue found her clit causing her to gasp. When had she stopped being so open? Why did she not feel this way with anyone but him? How could she restrain herself so eagerly for others, but yet with him, toss aside her restraint?
Her breath quickened. She felt him moan into her pussy before she heard him. Vibrations hummed along her clit and two fingers entered her. She couldn't believe how good this felt. He dug deeply into her pussy, reaching for something, searching. She watched in great awe of his strong muscular arm flex as he entered her roughly. He withdrew and repeated his invasion. His beautiful dark skin contrasted her pale white thighs. His large right hand held onto her hip. She sat entranced by his touch. She saw crinkles appear at the edge of his eyes as he pulled away momentarily.
"Fuck my mouth." He says huskily.
Her eyes darted away. She stared at the corner of the pillow case, his dark short hair, anywhere but his beautiful eyes. She couldn't bear to look into those eyes or she might lose control. Not yet, too much of her confidence would be lost if she did. She heard him moan as he returned to her throbbing clit. Her blood raced through her body, her pelvis pulsed with want, with need, with desire. What was she doing? She shouldn't be here. She shouldn't be doing this. She shouldn't listen to his voice but could not stop hearing those words repeated inside of her head. Reluctantly, she obeyed his command.
With her eyes shut, she ground down into one of the long strokes of his fingers. She swayed her hips from one side, then the other, enjoying each different sensation until finally she ground her pelvis in wide slow circles. He met her movements with eagerness until briefly stopping.
