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The moment has finally arrived, you are here in front of me… I'm already forgetting to breathe. I hug you so hard, I don't know for how long, just wrapping my body and mind around you being back home. Immediately, fog communication takes over. I don’t care we are not in the bedroom… I release my arms from around you and start to glide my hands over you, feeling your muscles underneath your t-shirt. I slide my hands under your shirt and take it off. Finally touching skin to skin, I start reclaiming every inch of you… I slowly move downward, lowering myself and settling into a squat in front of you, eager to bury my face into you…to taste you. |
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I unbutton your pants, I can feel you grow and the weight of you waiting for me…
I pull your pants down, I bury my head into your boxer briefs between your leg and your balls… taking a deep breath, letting out a sigh of relief as I press my face into you, feeling you hard and heavy against my cheek.
I pull my face back…pull down your boxer briefs, your dick rises to my lips. I run my hand the length of you to the tip as I take a good look at you.
I wrap one hand firmly around the base, and the other around the center of your shaft and pause to wet my lips… you can feel my wet, hot, breath on the tip as I spit on the tip, and with my tongue pushing my spit down your shaft until my your tip is pressed gently against the back of my throat, triggering my mouth to drool just a little more.
Mmmm mmm I have missed the taste of you! I continue to slide my lips from your shaft to the tip as my mouth gets wetter.
You put your hand on my head, my hair falls between your fingers as you firmly press my head into you, as you grow harder… pulsing passed my lips, passed my tongue! I gasp quickly to take a breath before you seal my throat…
I can feel your eyes watching as I grab your ass and slowly push you a little farther inside my throat triggering my gag reflex for just a moment before I pull away to catch my breath.
I look up at you, my eyes watering, my mouth even wetter, and my LaLa is slippery and aching. We remove what is left of our clothes and move to the bedroom.
It has been so long since we have played, I am feeling giddy, like a shy schoolgirl, as you lay on the bed. I climb up in between your legs, lean over to give you a sweet kiss, and pause to enjoy moment and the moments about to cum.
I refocus to the task at hand and begin to properly lick you from your beautiful ass, up your swollen taint. I stop for a moment, just to make sure you are watching, before gently playing with your balls, sucking them into my mouth, fondling them with my tongue.
After I have gotten reacquainted with your beautiful body… I sit up and straddle my legs under yours, and prepare…taking the hair tie off my wrist and quickly pulling my hair back into a messy ponytail…
It is time for me to get into position… and you smile because you know it. You can’t help but grin expectantly as you watch me lick each hand and reassume my place one hand firmly around the base of your beautiful hard dick again.
You close your eyes and lay your head back on the bed, as my mouth lowers around you, warm and wet. As I come back up my other hand joins in, as it slides back down in one synchronized slippery motion with my mouth…
I move slowly and rhythmically at first… to ensure all moving bits are sufficiently wet.
My mouth gets wetter and the warm fluid fills the spaces between your shaft and my hand, moving as one, all the way from the base, back up to the tip and back down again.
My long stroke is respectable too. :P
My wetness is like a beacon to you. At the same moment, I begin to feel the wetness from my LaLa start to drip down my leg and feel my thighs become slippery…. you take my hands! You pull me up to you and kiss my messy wet lips gently, then roll me onto my back, and place my head on the pillow.
Butterflies shutter in my belly in anticipation because daddy looks hungry now!!! Not just the “I haven’t eaten since breakfast,” kind of hungry. More like “my soul hasn’t eaten in months,” level of hungry! My LaLa twitches and again I forget to breathe
You get into position at my feet and look up at me. In clear wordless, sex fog communication, I can feel you give me instructions. Just with a look, and a sexy wicked loving smile. I know to stay still, it is daddy’s turn to play.
You focus your eyes back on my LaLa…
and even though this is what I want…what I have waited so long to feel again… I open my legs with slight hesitation. I take a deep breath and brace myself.
Because I know from this point on… I will be at your mercy.