I was in the kitchen getting a drink of water, and you clearly had other plans for me and you. You pranced your princess on your toes walk in front of me, topless with only a white lace thong. My favorite white lace thong, your signal to me by wearing them was very clear. You and I have a special language between us, and this particular piece of underwear signals that you need one thing from me. I grab you, embrace you and kiss you deeply and say with a warm smile, "Let's go Z."
I lay you on the bed on your back, kiss you lovingly and passionately, smile, wink at you and then move down to your hips. I keep one hand caressing your sweet face, sometimes letting you suck on a finger or two to entertain you as I start to play, but my hand never leaves caressing your face. I part your legs looking closely at how you fill the underwear so beautifully with your lips. They are bunched together tightly in the white lace cotton. I move my face close to you so you can feel my warm breath on your vulva and pussy lips as I breathe heavily and warmly on them through the fabric. As I breathe on you, I take fingers from my other hand and stroke the outlines of your beautiful white lace thong. Following the intricately sewn elastic under the cotton lace with my fingers on your skin, tracing your hips, your stomach, down the beautiful part of your peaches, and then back up near your bunched up lips between your legs. Just light traces with my soft tender but firm fingers on you while my breath continues to warm your tender and now swelling vulva. I let you suck and kiss my hand and fingers goodbye from your face, I need them now.
I place both hands on your hips, massaging your bones, moving your underwear in little ways to create slight tension of the fabric on your pussy lips. Looking for pressure points and nerves on your skin on your lower abdomen through your lace, pressing and rubbing in circular and sometimes straight direct motions around your legs and groin, but ignoring your now hot vulva. I part your legs wide and with my warm tongue go from your right knee down the inside of your leg to where your buttocks are now holding the little bit of fabric so tightly between them. I find the crease of skin between your buttocks and the upper part of your back leg and press and move the tender hot flesh with my tongue, exploring and shaping your curves for me. I slowly move my face in front of your vulva behind the white cotton. I can feel your heat on my face now and smell you as you start to warm and dream of my touch.