When I walk in you are standing there just starting to undress, I tell you to stop, I will do that for you. Walking over to you your eyes never leaving mine I see the passion in them, as I wrap my arms around you sliding them down and gently squeezing your ass as I place my lips on your, tasting them so sweet, so warm, so soft, as my tongue parts them, search for yours and finding it, teasing it back into mine so I can suck it so deep and tender in mine. Your breasts even covered with clothes, I can feel you nipples grow hard against me.
Breaking from you lips (I hate doing that) I start to slowly unbutton your top, one button at a time until there is none left, slowly sliding it from your shoulders I let it fall gently to the floor. Looking at you standing there in your forest green silk lace bra you breast crying to be let free to be caressed, licked, sucked, leaning down I trace the outline of it with my tongue from the straps, over your sweet mounds, between your cleavage and to the other side.