An Hour Well Spent

You say you wanna taste me from within; have my juices dripping from your chin. Your arms around me; hands on my hips. You kiss my forehead then my lips. Your touch sends chills down my spine; from my neck to my behind. Hands under my shirt; you undo my brazier. Your tongue on my neck then on my ear. Shirt comes up over my head; bra flung somewhere across the bed. Biting my nipples and unbuttoning my pants. Cupping my ass in your big, warm hands. You hold me close with love and affection; a mutual feeling displayed by your erection. I say "let me taste you", you reply "me first". I know it's for my love juices that you thirst. You lay me gently on the bed; as you fall to your knees, my legs spread. Using your arms to hold open my legs; it's for your tongue my body begs. Licking my clit then gently you bite, my whole body trembling with delight. My orgasm strongly builds as, with your tongue, my opening you fill. Stroking with your tongue round and round, in and out; juices drowning you as I shout. You keep licking til you've got it all; in this climax I'm 10 feet tall. You stand in front of me ready to enter. First I must return the pleasure; my attention, on you, I center. I crawl between your legs kissing as I go; down to your hard shaft, my gratitude to show. Licking and kissing you hip to hip; pausing at your cock to taste just the tip. Placing my body in a better position; fully prepared to complete this love mission. I start sucking slow and steady; no need to rush although I know you are ready. You grab and hold me; your getting so close. Of your love juices, I want an overdose. Your legs tremble as in my mouth you cum. You taste so damn good; yum yum yum. Of the other's love juices, we're each filled and content. We hold each other, reminiscing on an hour well spent.