For a second I pause, you follow my gaze to your breast. You watch as my thumbs trace lazy circles around your areolas and randomly graze against your nipples. You can tell from the smile on m face that I am thinking something good.
I'm mezmorized by the sight of your white breast being held in my black hands, the contrast of our skins is so amazing. I watch as your areolas continue to shrink while your nipples become harder and longer with every rotation of my thumbs.
Enough looking, I can't take it anymore and with a lustful grin I answer the call your nipples are sending out to me. I take you into me, enveloping your breast with my mouth. The softness of your skin against my skin is divine. I roll my lips to take even more of you into me.
My tongue darts out and its tip continues where my thumb left off only now the circles are becoming smaller and smaller as I work my way to your nipple. One circle, two circles, three circles, four circles...contact!