Yes, you are standing in front of me and you raise your hands to stroke my cheeks so softly. As you look lovingly up into my eyes I bend down to brush my lips across yours as lightly as the kiss if a lady bug on your skin; you can scarce feel it.
My hands run slowly down your sides until they reach the hem of your loose fitting top and I start to lift it over your head as you raise your hands for me. It catches slightly as it passes over the lacey bra you are wearing and then is on the floor at our feet. I guide your arms around my neck and pull you up just enough until our lips meet; once connected our tongues enjoin in one another's mouths as we taste and feel each other so close.
I can feel the hardening of you nipples through the almost sheer cups of your bra and I reach behind you to release the snap behind you. You step back as I draw the straps over your shoulders and down your arms until I can drop the bra to the floor with your shirt. Gazing in awe at the wondrous breasts swaying from side to side, I capture one in each hand and lean in to run my tongue through the valley between these glorious peaks. I lavish loving kisses and tongue washes across every inch of surface of both until my lips meet the nipples that are the crowning glory. I spend many minutes worshipping each one as you entwine your hands in my hair to pull my mouth closer.
You push me away long enough to rip my shirt open - buttons flying everywhere - and yanking it off my arms, you tackle my smooth chest until you reach my own nipples. Knowing their sensitivity, you lip lock upon them and draw them to their fully-engorged state as I moan with delight. Meanwhile, I reach between us and unfasten the dome at your waist and unzip your lounging slacks. Since they are nice and loose, they slide down your slim toned legs of their own volition.
You follow suit with my slacks - only you have a belt to untangle, a clip and a zipper; this gives me more than enough time to slip my hand down the front of your lace panties and to slide my finger along the moistness of your aroused pussy. God, my darling! You generate such an amazing heat - your cum soaked crouch feels like it has been covered with molten lava!