Jacques gently laid Ally on the bed. He propped her head up so she could see out the wall of windows and take in the Caribbean sunset. The warm hues reflected on her face, adding to the glow of her recent orgasm. She was relaxed and felt so safe as he sweetly rubbed her calves and feet. She knew he was taking his time, as he always did, building the tension to the breaking point and then pushing her over the top, to the promised land of ecstasy.
Jacques slowly spread her legs and started kissing her knees and thighs. He took a detour to her right hip, and she squealed with delight as he nibbled and licked the sensitive spot. Her body immediately started to respond and she grabbed his fingers and pushed them inside, so he could see how turned on she was. It would not take much to take her over the top.
But he was in no hurry to take his hard thick cock and bury it in her. He went back to just looking at her vulva, he touched each part and spoke lovingly of the beauty and pleasure he had experienced with each one. He moved from the perineum and vagina, to the labia, clitoris, and mons. He tenderly caressed each and lovingly inhaled Ally's sex, taking in his favorite musty, earthy scent rising from her cunt. He drove her crazy with how slowly he moved, but he enjoyed each moment, absorbing all her body had to say, learning what she wanted but never said. He was an expert in Ally and knew exactly when to move forward.
Her restlessness and pleading eyes told him now was the time. He placed his hand on her mons and held it there for ten seconds. He manipulated it a bit from side to side and then made figure eights starting just above her clitoris and over the one hip and then back and over to the other hip. Ally relaxed and her hips opened wider as did her pussy.