I'm sitting on a couch, only with a towel on, as you walk up behind me, softly massage my shoulders and neck, and run down my arms gently. As your head passes by mine, we make time for one, good, hot, intense kiss, before you bury your lips on my forehead and into a little bit of my hair, and I reach behind me to touch your back and sides. Then, as you have worked your way down and are fully leaning over me, I have gotten a good grip on your skin and strongly pull you over the back of the couch, with your legs dangling out from over my shoulder.
I kiss the side of your smooth thighs and butt. As you feel over my abs and waist, you are reminded of how much you love sucking my perfect, pulsating cock that is already so hard for you and inches away from your face. The towel almost unwraps him by itself, and you take a deep breath in as you enjoy the rushing good feeling you get inside the more you admire him through your lips, tongue, and inside of your mouth. You're in your fucking element as you suck on him so sloppily and sexily, you spit on him, and suck it back up, and I can't help but admire your elegance and beautiful perversion in almost unintelligible utterances and my deep strong, fulfilled urge to fuck your mouth, deep and strong.
Finally, after what might have been minutes or hours (the concept of time seems to cease existing) of the best oral sex I've ever gotten, I pull you fully over the couch on my side, I grab your neck and back of your neck and pull you towards me where I can kiss you ecstatically. You are still mesmerized by my soaking wet and perfectly hard cock, that you automatically grab and stroke as we're making out, which, of course, leaves me to exhale moans of joy and lust into your face just before more hot and messy kisses.