Stepping up to you I press you down into a chair, kissing you with a flick of my tongue against your lips. Smiling I draw away, my hands sliding down your chest to your thighs, fingers pressing inward to part them as I step between. Kneeling down I draw your shirt up slowly, leaning in to trail a line up your stomach with my tongue to the bottom of your naval as my hands slide to your sides and to the waist of your pants, slowly unbuttoning them.
Drawing the flaps of pants away my lips press tender kisses along the newly exposed skin, pressing my body closer so that I can feel the crotch of your pants against my breasts, the slow hardening bulge caressing my skin. Tugging at band of your boxers with my teeth my hands slide along your thighs, pressing them closer to me then wider before my mouth drops to the zipper of your pants and drags it down. Looking up at your face I smile, rubbing my chin against the exposed cloth of your boxers.
My hands travel up the back of your thighs. Coming to your ass I press my fingers up, silently commanding you to lift your hips. Once you do my hands take hold of the back of your pants and boxers, drawing them down your ass and thighs so that you may sit back down. Lifting my face my eyes lower to watch as I draw you free from the confines of clothing, drawing both your pants and boxers off completely to lay on the floor forgotten. Turning my head I kiss along the inside of your right thigh, nipping gently as I come close to your pelvis, my cheek brushing up against your now fully hardened cock.
Turning my head I flick my tongue against the side of your dick before sitting back and kissing my way along the inside of your left thigh, and like before, nipping the tender skin near your pelvis. My left hand rises, fingertips gently holding your penis still as I turn my head and place kisses slowly up its length, my lips nibbling at the head before I dip my head back and arch my back, brushing your shaft against my neck and chest. Idly my fingers trace along the veins before encircling around your shaft while I draw my head up and began to lap the tip of your cock with long sweeping strokes.
My fingertips brush gently against your dick, my tongue twisting ever so slightly to conform to the head, flicking against the edge. Carefully I lick every inch of it, my hands cradling you to keep you from straying from me. Dipping my head down further, I move my hands to gently wrap around your calves, massaging as I draw my tongue along the sac of your balls. Sucking one into my mouth, I tease my tongue along the salty texture, rubbing my lips against the skin as I moan softly at the taste.