We are together in your bedroom. We are kissing and touching. I am moaning from the pleasure. Your lips are pressed firmly against me, our tongues doing the dance they have learned so well. My hand is wrapped around the back of your head holding you as closely as you are holding me. Our bodies are locked together as close as possible and still it isn’t close enough.
Our kiss breaks and we move. Slowly, I pull your pants down before you sit in a chair. I lean in to kiss you again before taking your shirt off. I am kissing your cheeks and eyes. I get close to your mouth and move away. I lick and nibble your ear and begin moving down your neck. Slowly, my kisses trail over your flesh, my tongue dancing where my lips have been. I hear your moans of approval. I don’t stay in one place too long. My mouth is constantly moving over your skin. I continue kissing your neck and throat making sure to cover every inch of it with my mouth. I trail down your shoulder and across your collar bone. Your chest is next to feel the attention. My fingers join now dancing across the smooth skin beneath them. My fingers tickle you as my mouth caresses you. I am moving steadily down your body exploring as I go. The feel of your skin under me is amazing. I stop occasionally to nibble or lick.
Eventually, I reach your waist and legs. I move down your inner thighs letting my cheek graze your stiffening cock as I go. Slowly, I tease you until I can’t stand it any longer. I have to feel you in my mouth. I take your freshly shaven balls onto my tongue, first one then the other. I lick you and caress you with my mouth.
When I have covered your balls with kisses, my tongue steadily moves up to your cock. Starting at the base, I slowly lick the entire way up to the tip. I move back to the base and start again repeating this procedure the entire way around your thick hard manhood. When finally my tongue has caressed every part of your Lil Feller, I move back to the head. I begin slowly licking and teasing your foreskin. My tongue wandering and exploring the folds. The moans that escape you tell me that what I am doing is pleasing you.