Drawing the covers back, hearing the hiss of the material against your spread legs. I see they are pulled back slightly, giving me full and unhindered access to your throbbing cock. My tongue sweeps my lips in anticipation, noting its length and girth. I watch it throb with each beat of your heart and notice the glistening diamond drop of pre-cum at the tip. I can't help the purr from rumbling softly in my throat as I crawl cat-like up the bed and settle between your legs. Stormy eyes darken as they meet your deep blue and I see your hungry need to feel your balls empty and fill my aching belly. I know exactly what you want and am eager to satisfy.
My head dips and I breathe in your scent... your masculine and unique scent... causing my mouth to water for that first taste of perfection before me. I lean in and nuzzle your inner thigh, my tongue making little, almost delicate sweeps; causing a shiver to swim my spine as your flavor ignites my tongue. I hear your soft gasp as my tongue makes first contact and your gluts flex causing your hips rise. You ache for my mouth on your cock... and I ache to tease you just a little, work you up even more. It's simply too delicious of a thought, not to.
My head nuzzles closer to your groin and the delicious prize awaiting me. I press soft wet butterfly kisses over your flesh, my tongue laying soft licks and my teeth raking in light nibbles. Pleasing you, my only focus. I hear your soft groan as my lips, tongue and teeth work languidly... taking the time to savor every last inch at my disposal.
My hands are not still as fingertips and nails dance lightly over your hips and thighs, feeling the muscles beneath the flesh twitch at my touch. I hear your shallow breathing and as my eyes once more meet yours, I see hot lust clouding your vision. Your lips parted and eyes locked on the kneeling kitten before you.
My head moves closer, my nose nudging your heavy balls. I inhale deeply, my eyes flutter closed... lost in your scent. Your groan of frustration and rising hips reminds me of my purpose. My head moves, dipping further down into the bed and I slide my tongue under your balls. The salty taste explodes on the wet muscle and drives my craving higher. I tongue one heavy orb into my warm, wet mouth and suckle gently, listening to your soft gasps and moans. I slip the swollen testicle free and tongue the other into my mouth... again suckling gently and savoring the taste of you. I feel the muscles of your thighs clench against my fingertips as you feel my mouth begin its worship of our magnificent organ.
I release your ball and run my tongue between the two, lapping hungrily and purring the entire time. I love the taste of you and can't seem to get enough. I feel your balls resting against the sides of my tongue, hugging the slick muscle, as I make languid licks and I hear your soft growl. I feel you shift as you rise onto your forearms and watch intently as I work. I know what you want and a slow ball bath is... not... it.