A Dirty Mouth

A Dirty Mouth: The Finale
We laid in bed, on a quiet nite, listening to smooth jazz. Holding her in my arms, her head on my chest. Her hair, the scent of coconut oil. She runs her nails, up/down my chest. It feels good, to just be, in the moment of time and space, holding that special someone. She runs her hand, down my inner thigh, to the left and pulls out my cock. She glides her nails, up/down the shaft. "Such a hard cock", she says. She slides her head down. The motions, that can only be made, from a lover of head. Then she proceeds to present me, with a glazed, warm, shaved pussy. Placed over my face. I grab her by the top of her hips. Submerging my face, into her "Pandora's Box". The warmth, awakens my senses. She grinds back/forth. My head, keeping up, matching each other stroke for suck. I lift my head and begin tongue-fucking her ass. She digs her nails, into my legs. Panting, breathing heavy. "I can't suck it, when you making me go crazy". Her hand, reaches down and she rubs her clit, vigorously. Cascading juices, travel down my face and neck. I thrust my hips, up/down, my cock hitting the back and roof of her mouth. My nails, dig into her ass, as I cum. She misses not one drop. She slowly, pulls forward and turns over. Looking at my face, a mixture of sweat and cum, covers me. She moves her pussy, closer to my lips, she strokes her clit. My tongue, moving in/out. She says in a orgasmic voice. "Fuck that pussy, fuck it, fuck it". And in a loud scream, she washes me, with her squirt. 1,2,3,4. Legs shaking, I pull in deep, suck her clit. And hold her down, as her body settles. We both fall back, drained, tired, breathing heavy. Overjoyed, overwhelmingly satisfied.