Sheer Delight

              Intimate thoughts of sexy you make me grow hard with fantasies of sheer delight and realistic intent. I adore the way you make me feel inside, confident and welcomed. With a big hugging squeeze, you whisper to me how much you love to kiss. Your gorgeous lips and pretty face give that special look about you. Hotly aroused kisses from beautiful you seem to go on like forever. Our tongues wrestle for the rights of passions, yet to unfold. The electric effect we have on one another is a mental orgasm in itself. Light fondling and caresses over time from us both made everything vanish, as we continue to lock lips and tongues. Soon I feel your now hard nipples of granite press into my chest. Breaking from a desirable kiss, a subtle lick of my tongue over a sweet nipple made you moan and shudder slightly. Swept into passion is how you craddled my head to press more mam into my mouth. Driving you wild. While blinded by bliss, you climaxed once more. I whisper to you that I'm going to kiss, lick and please your warm pot of honey. On to my knees in front of sexy you. Without thought, legs spread wide with invitation written all over your pretty face. I slowly lick you like an ice cream cone in summer. With no hesitation I tease and torment mercilessly. Sexy you adore beautiful feelings. And as you cum again and again from sheer delight, intimate thoughts of sexy you make me grow harder.




                    Sir Lancelott