You buried your face between my legs in search of my wet treasure. I was excited, as always when I had you less than two

You buried your face between my legs in search of my wet treasure. I was excited, as always when I had you less than two meters away. Above the light gauze fabric of my panties, I felt sweet bites in my sex and the tip of your nose running up and down my slit with smoothness. I opened my legs even more, inviting you to be invaded, guiding your head with my hands, but you took it easy. I felt your warm breath and the humidity of your tongue on my genitals...it was without doubt, a slow agony that was driving me crazy with pleasure. I couldn't hold back my moans just as I couldn't control my hip, which, determined to collide with your mouth, moved uncontrollably in search of the forbidden pleasure. Slowly you took off the garment, leaving me completely naked. You continued playing calmly. You ran the tips of your fingers gently from the beginning of the anus to the clitoris and you kissed my mouth, yes, with urgent need. Your mouth tasted different after digging through my panties, and it was warm and juicy But I didn't care that your tongue claimed mine and you transferred my own flavor, mixing it with yours in my mouth. We both enjoyed You continued caressing my sex, introducing your fingers as you pleased, and with You ran your other hand over my belly, my breasts, my shoulders. I was a compendium of moans and flows and you were an artist drawing pleasures in my skin You kissed my neck and then went down to my breasts. Erect, my nipples cried out for your lips and, obligingly, you captured them with them and you sucked greedily. I remained surrendered and submissive to your whims, burning inside and wanting to feel you inside me but you didn't seem to have the same urgency, although the erection you maintained and your labored breathing demonstrated the contrary. Grateful for your caresses, I decided to return so much tenderness by forcing you with gentleness to place you face down on the bed. The body oil that was on the nightstand served as my accomplice, and Soaking the palms of my hands, I began a slow massage. First on the feet, pressing with total delicacy on each of the toes and nourishing both the sole and the heel Then, calmly sliding my hands over the calves and calves to finish on your thighs. I deposited oil in my hands again and began to moisturize your buttocks. I massaged with a certain malice, I admit, letting my fingers slide along between the buttocks until you reach the beginning of the testicles and tearing off pleasant sighs; Then, with the tips of my fingers, I also massaged the balls, finally pressing them lightly with my palm. They felt hard, full, eager to be discharged. For a few minutes my hands focused on caressing your buttocks and your scrotum, knowing that you were on the verge of delirium. Then I continued the gentle massage through the lumbar area and the rest of the back. to the shoulders and neck to finish by burying my fingers in your hair. With them I slowly drew circles while listening to them escape. murmurs from your throat delicately. Then I poured a generous splash of oil into the column, and like a kitten in heat, I began to rub my body on yours, spreading it all over parts. My breasts slid down your back and your butt, massaging you. gently and with softness and the hardness of my nipples, they scratched without success your fur. My body slid with agile skill across the width of your back, molding to every millimeter of him while my sex was stimulated by the friction, producing me supreme pleasure. Before I let myself be overcome by delirium, I asked you to turn around, staying face up with me on top. I could guess the desire you felt in the dilation of your eyes, in your swollen lips, in your hard erect member.in your breathing... You exuded all your appetite from me, and that made me feel like your female. Knowing I was desired also awakened my hunger for you. In the same way I began a light massage on the feet, to continue with the legs. and thighs. The oil made it easier to move my hands up and down them. Then I smeared your member with a generous amount of liquid and began to walk my hand through it. I surrounded your penis with my fingers and began a back-and-forth of upward movements while he also gently pressed your testicles. I felt a desire to know its flavor and began to lick the glans greedily. running my tongue over it; Your moans were increasingly intense and continuous and I was now swallowing most of your member voraciously. Seeing you delirious was the best spectacle you could offer me and equally I got excited about it After enjoying playing with it for a while, I decided not to prolong it much longer. the agony of this pleasure, wishing to quickly complete the final act affective. I positioned myself on top of you, so that our genitals rubbed against each other and I could slide easily with the help of the poured oil. I tilted my body so my nipples could brush against you as I devoured your hungry mouth your hands were a compendium of movements on my back, in my buttocks, on my breastsand I made my hips dance up and down, rubbing my excited sex, along your hard trunk. The agony was becoming unbearable, so when you decided to lift my hips tying my buttocks and sticking your member into me with a single thrust, no I was able to contain an exclamation of excitement and delight. Our tongues danced together in a frenetic rhythm between saliva, and only the uncontrollable exchange of moans and the heavy breathing of both broke the silence Our bodies moved more and more energetically. I rode on top of you, with the help of your hands, feeling how your manhood It filled me completely. Sitting astride you while I rode you, you caressed my pink button, my nipples, my breasts, my bellyand between thrusts, I leaned towards you to taste your juicy mouth and run my lips over your neck. That's how we both reached climax. I felt your penis shaking inside me, while you filled me with milk and my vagina contracted and dilated trying to expel you. It was the culmination of our game. It was time for the total delivery of our desires and desires, was the renunciation of our individuality and the acceptance of the other as a complement to oneself. It was our act of love.