His strong arms begin to position me on the bed so he has the best advantage of viewing my full body. He puts me where he wants me.
Gently raising my dress, he glides his hand over my smooth legs. His hands stop short of my crotch and he watches me as he lifts the hem of the red dress to take a peek.
"Still there?" I ask him...
"Oh yeah," He grins and begins kissing my knees.
Gently spreading my legs, he moves himself closer.
His kisses are warm and tender as he works his way up my legs.
I position a pillow under my head and adjust my beads that have fallen to one side of my breast.
I feel his hand slide under my dress and rest gently on my pussy, as if he were taking my pulse.
My head tilts back and I know that he is trusted to take care of my needs.
The pulse is rapid, my pussy is wet and he inserts his finger gently.
With a small gasp from me, he knows he should continue.
He inserts his middle finger and I become flushed.
Watching my reactions, he moves his mouth and places it over my clit.
My head tilts back farther with a moan and I spread my legs wider for him.
The tingles in my body begin to make me shiver.
I reach for my breast and can feel my nipples standing straight and screaming for massage.
As I am enjoying the warmth of his tongue and sucking on my clit, I massage my nipples and pull at my dress.
His rhythm becomes faster and he throws the hem of my dress over my head.
I raise off the pillow just enough to slip the dress over my head. All that is left is a little lace camisole covering my breasts. He watches my chest heaving. He watches as I pull at the ribbons that hold the camisole together.