I am trembling, my legs shaking from the force of the desire i have for You, Master, and i stand in front of You, sliding into Your arms, wrapping one arm around Your neck, my fingers stroking the hair at the back of Your head and my other hand tracing across Your cheekbones and i kiss Your chin, around Your mouth and finally Your soft lips.
Your cock is pressing against me, i can feel its hardness, Your impatience, and with only the slightest pressure from the weight of Your hand on my shoulder, i sink slowly to my knees, grazing Your chest and belly with my tongue and my teeth on my way down. Kneeling in front of You, Your cock facing me, i look up into Your heavy, blue eyes, half closed, but locked on mine.
i lean forward, lips wet, tongue out, dipping my head and flicking my tongue on the sensitive skin on Your inner thigh, kissing and licking and teasing with my fingers, in small circles and long scrapes along Your skin, working slowly up Your leg to the join of Your hip and Your stomach, never touching the straining cock, but never taking my eyes from it. As i turn my head to Your other leg, to work my down and back up that side, i feel my hair run across and around Your cock and hear a soft sigh from You.
I bury my face into the join between Your leg and groin, nuzzling and breathing hot against You, and i wrap one arm around Your hips, to grasp Your ass and with the other i hold and massage Your balls, moving closer to place my open mouth flat against Your quivering sac, rubbing my tongue and the ball of the piercing against it, wet and hot and slow. You make such a beautiful noise when i do this, that i feel my pussy contract tight with pleasure. Using just my lips, i work Your wet, saliva coated ball, a little at a time, into my mouth, until i hold one ball on my tongue, my cheek pulled in against it, and the other in my hand still, stroking it, nipping the skin between my fingers, spreading the wetness from my mouth across it.
Letting You slip wetly from my mouth, i tear my gaze from the sight of Your solid cock to Your face again, Your eyes burning at me, still not speaking and i hold Your gaze, slipping my finger into my mouth and wetting it, as I turn my attention again to the hard on straining in front of me. While i take hold of the shaft in one hand, i slip my hand between Your legs and stroke the taut skin between Your balls and Your ass with a firm, wet finger, on it way towards the entrance of Your ass, stroking back and forth, firmly.
i feel Your hands stroke my head, gathering up handfuls of hair, lifting it free from my face and Your cock and a string of pre-cum stretches from the slit in the head to a lock of my hair and i smile, knowing that i smell of You, of Your cock, and i feel You hold my head in place by my hair, my scalp tingling, partly at the sting of the pull, but more from the firmness of Your grasp, of the claim on me. My hand holds Your cock steady before me, and as i open my mouth, i begin to move my hand back and forth, wanking You steadily and firmly, while i gently snake my tongue over the swollen head. i tilt my head up and over the engorged head, i begin to lower my open, wet mouth over Your cock, sighing against it as it slips into my mouth.