There he was, using that special name again, it wasn't at all as crude as is seems when coming through his lips, that tone of voice again, soft and whispery and full of connotations like he couldn't wait to be with me.
I stood there wanking as we chatted and I imagined, hearing his voice, he was inside me - or I was kneeling there before him, sucking his gorgeous throbbing cock in the sweetest way, feeling the dregs of his sweet juices cum and pour into my mouth, the soothing wondrous feeling of all that, the thrill and the joy of making him cum like that into my mouth and then again over my face as I felt the heat of his spurt drench me, licking the residue and drawing it into my mouth to enjoy the utter sensual sea salt taste of cock and p-hole, teasing and teasing, foreskin stretched tightly back as I tantalised with the tip of my tongue waiting for another spurt which was always as strong as before, the sounds of his satisfaction as the white fluid gushed out.
But when for real and he was there with me that was the most captivating and thrilling of all, When Timothy plays with my ass in a way he loved, me bent on all fours with my thighs wide apart to accommodate his head between my thighs and scrimmaging into my crotch as I felt the strong slow licks of his tongue ravage me in all those most intimate parts.
Feeling the utter pleasure of that, and not just the physical stuff which was wonderful enough but the mental thing too, my just being there at his liking did everything for me, it gave me a secure feeling of being wanted and being enjoyed and all the love piled on, all the kisses to start, nice and varies, exploratory and deep French kissing too, as he squeezed my cock and balls urging me to do the same to him and then his sweet sucks of my anal delight as he called it, hearing him enjoy with his mouth and tongue, then the feeling so beautiful as his fingers explored me deeper, deeper inside, gently stretching and rimming for the ultimate deep fuck I always anticipated, and the way he did that, gently slapping me, the balling and licking all over again, his stretching of my ass cheeks so wide I felt they would spiky apart, the kneading too as he gripped both cheeks tightly, getting leverage for the fuck I knew was about to happen, feeling his plum tantalise my hole, around and around, anointing it with coconut cream that he has prompted me to spread all of very that veritable stiff cock and now there, squeezing into me, feeling the sinews stretch as I helped him work his cock up into me by moving side to side my ass, pushing it out to him as steeply as he desired in order that he could get the most deepest and penetrative of fucks.
