Hi, ice baby here. Yes that's me; or so everyone thinks but inside this cold exterior is a hot blooded woman, waiting for someone to defrost her, could you be the one? I think you might well be but you need to see into my mind, share my thoughts to see if you really are the one.
So welcome my love, let me begin. My aim is to bring you complete fulfillment
Do you know that the eyes are the windows to the soul? Look deep into mine; is your soul reflecting back at you? I hope it is very much. Our two souls need to be one for us to complete our journey to the summit of total love and satisfaction.
I see you are looking at my mouth. Are you enjoying the way I run my tongue over my lips, parting them, inviting you in? Give me your hand. Does it feel good as I trace your finger my lips, licking it and sucking it deep into my mouth, in and out? Feel the warmth, the wetness?
No, you are not allowed to touch me, soon, but not yet. The journey is long but the rewards are great if you are the one!
Do you like the way I am stroking the outline of your mouth, with my tongue forcing it through your lips, sliding it in and out, our tongues entwined?
I need to taste you, feel you, and smell the passion in your body. Touch alone can not tell me if you are the one. I have to have control of your mind, body and soul.
Hear my breathing as I blow softly into your ear, nibbling at the lobe. Oh you taste so good!
You feel hot? Maybe I should remove your shirt for you, my fingers lightly touching your chest as they unbutton it. That's better, you really do have a nice body but maybe it needs a thorough wash – with my tongue. Pretend that I am a cat and you are my kitten and I will lick you clean. Your nipples like being washed, don't they? Does my tongue feel nice as it flicks lightly over them, moving down, licking kissing, sucking?
I'm licking your stomach, pushing the tip of my tongue under your waistband, fingers running over the growing hardness hidden beneath, my teeth pulling down the zipper. You lift your hips so I can remove your trousers; I need to see what you hide in them. Oh! You like the feel of a gentle touch on your balls, a tongue running up and down, round and around your throbbing cock, my mouth moving down your leg, kissing, licking back up the inside.
I hear your moans as my tongue passes over your balls on its journey to the other side, back down your other leg; and then moving slowly up again, licking your balls drawing them into the warmth of my mouth. You want release? NO, not yet!
Moving away from you, I unbutton my blouse and you watch as it falls to the floor. Do you like my breasts; see my nipples straining against the sheerness of my black lacy bra? Do you want to suck them like a hungry baby? Soon, my love, soon!
My skirt slowly slides down my legs. Now I am sitting in a chair. Are you watching? See my nipples growing under the touch of my fingers. Parting my legs, I give you a small glance of the pleasures between. My hands move over my stomach, down between my legs; my fingers stroke the creamy whiteness between my stocking tops and my womanhood, up and down, massaging the hidden place. Can you see the wetness forming on my panties? Do you want to bury your face in there and drink the juice of my love?
Your cock is throbbing, your whole mind and body screaming for release, is it? My hand is wrapped around your cock, moving up and down. I can feel it pulsating as your orgasm builds, smell the lust oozing from your body. You need release; your body's ready but have I reached your soul, have I took control of your mind? NOT YET MY LOVE, NOT YET!