The lights were low, intentionally set, not to hide but to avoid distractions of glaring lights. You are naked, lying on your back, under the covers, warm with anticipation. Your fingers brush against your nipple, sending a small shockwave of pleasure through your body, not unexpected but oh so welcome.
You move your hands down across your hips, feeling your heat build; you are not anticipating your pleasing of yourself, but that of your new playmate.
I walk into the room, not noticing the dim light, not caring as all my attention is focused on the form under the covers, you. I remove my clothing quickly, you hear me, but the light level does not allow you to focus, if you could, you might be shocked at what you see, and your fingers would definitely be getting busier than they there current gentle brushing of your clit and single finger probing through your pussy lips.
I move, positioning your arms above, while I straddle your head, the tip of my cock just inches from your lips, only close enough for you to lick if you stretch hard. I lean forward, pulling our legs toward me, opening your legs, exposing your pussy and asshole; if you are blushing, I cannot see it, nor do I care as I lean in and kiss the inside of your thigh. The heat from my breath, the warmth of my saliva, the mix of your anticipation has you getting hot and damp already, I can see the glistening of your pussy juice in the low light. I lean forward another inch, brushing my tongue across your clit as the tip of my cock dips into your mouth, just the first half of the tip, enough to get you a taste, but not enough to satisfy you.