Exquisite moment of bliss:

The moment that I look down from sharing that intense eye contact of joy and anticipation. The joy that our opportunities have aligned and our hunger for each other is about to be indulged.

The moment that my knees hit the floor and I lean close, inhaling that scent that makes my mouth water and my cunt ache.

The first touch of my my lips and tongue before I take the head of his cock into my mouth.

The sounds. Oh my, the sounds that, even when we are being as silent as possible, makes me grin and struggle not to purr. when he tells me he loves how I worship his cock, I get totally lost in the moment, lost in his pleasure.

The way that when I am pushing my throat onto his cock and instead of taking a breath, I keep going longer. The way that as I gag, my whole body responds and I can feel my cunt drip.

The way that, I make his cock slick with my drool and use my thumb and fingers. So gentle and hot and such a contrast to when I  beg him to pound me.

The way that he tells me to deep throat him again.

When I am on my knees and it is his hand wrapped around his cock, each stroke closer and I both desperately to suck him more but also cant take my eyes off the way he strokes himself to the edge.

The moment when…

Bliss
Sinful Sunday

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