The early morning dew is on the grass all around us this early grey morning. We both find ourselves on the backyard patio sitting together on a nice strong wicker recliner that's form reminds me of the typical pool chairs women frequently lay in for either sun bathing or propped up to read a good romance novel while wearing a white sun hat. This wicker chair is accompanied with billowy cushions that feel as if the clouds are supporting you in this moment. Your sitting there the with your back against the chairs backing looking heavily into my eyes as I am sitting adjacently with your legs in my lap. I then turn my torso to match my already turned head and place my right arm to bringing you closer to my face. My left arm then firmly wraps around your back to meet my right, giving you the sensation of my embrace for you. You can feel my racing heart pounding upon yours, you let out a whisper of a pleasant gasp as my lips touch yours.
Now as the embrace of your warmth upon the cusp of my own eager mouth I begin to dance my lips tenderly sucking and pulling on your lips with my own. While the very sensation of time itself stands still with the only steady drumming of our hearts beating in sync. Our eyes both open simultaneously as our pairing mouths stop to open slightly as our dueling tongues dance and brush each other's lips. We are encapsulated with the actions of our tongues gently knocking our vibrant tongue's tips together. This brief tongue dueling quickly ended as fast as it started, which hastily made me move to your upper lip in a tender locking motion as I savor your sweet sent. You're eyes softly close as you let your mouth open wider and let out a heavy pleasure releases exhale. My arms move to assist yourself to re position you gently cradled with your head near my chest and lap.
I carefully support your head in my left arm as my hand is down the middle of your back firmly stationed on you as my fingers are all that curls and extents to give you the feeling of me touching you tenderly above your tail bone. My right arm is in between both of your thighs as I squeeze your muscles in a playful touch before I bring my right hand to your chin and dragging my fingertips slowly down your neck as my lips follow it's trail. I then get up and tell you to strip down and follow me. I am in a small room with soft lighting, and to my left is a blue massage table. You then entered the only door connected to this room wearing a white bath rob and ask me if I'm ready. I nod as you instantly and immediately allow the soft billowy rob to drop to your ankles. All that is in my view is your stunning bare form in front of me.
I move my left arm directing you to the table on your right. You slowly and carefully lay down face first into the table. I grab a bottle of preheated silky massage oil and gingerly apply it to the crest of your upper back and to the tips of your toes. I run my fingers back up from your toes and start to massage you from your upper shoulders and down the sides of your frame. My hands are feverishly working the ins and outs of every muscle I can imagine needing it's own personal time with my firm and calculated pressure. I then side step towards your rear as I dig deep into both of your buttocks muscle tissues. I very briefly tease your "flower" as I gently move my hands to begin their work towards the back of your legs. Your subtle moaning and breathing patterns fuel my desire to ignore the pain slowly growing in my hands. I kiss each of your toes with my finger tips as I dig my thumbs into the soles of your feet giving your left then your right my full attention. You look at me from the table with a crack of a smile as you flip over on the table ready for the same attention already applied to your back side.
