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Pleasing Me -- Part 2
"Am I pleasing you?"
"Yes, you are pleasing me"
She had relaxed her arms, no longer exerting against the chain restraint, content look crossing her face, sheen covered from the cum pre fluid drizzle. She was so beautiful I had to lean over to kiss her wetted lips as i cradled her sticky cheeks in my hands.
She raised her head pulling towards my mouth and gaped wide to inhale my open mouth. My tongue teased and collected our smell from her chin, cheeks, nose and I fed each lap onto her eager tongue and she gasped, drank, and swallowed all she could knowing her ingesting my desire's ready fluids pleased me.
I slowly pulled away from her pretty, used face and let my eyes range free on her bare exposed form and fixed my gaze on her sweet belly. Soft, white, hinted round, tiny wrinkles and lite down hair surrounding her belly's button hole. I stared as she twisted side to side, desperate to increase the pressure between her legs already frictionless from her wet smeared on her thighs.
I had so rarely seen her naked belly, she often kept it hidden in loose fitting clothes. "Too fat" she would say, leftover pain from her older sister's teasing decades ago. But now she was tied, bared, exposed and pleasing me. I touched the drooling wet head of my cock on her belly skin and rubbed little circles feeling her muscles involuntarily contract from the sex lite touch.
I traced the faint stretched-skin scar marks my the wet slit of my sex and smelled her open want from between her legs, clinching rhythmically and I heard her pleasure whimpered pleas as she realized my arousal focus on her beautiful too-often hidden belly. Her shy shame now all my want. "Please" she panted "Please cum on my belly-- Please"
With pleasing surrender I threw my leg over, saddled atop her thighs framing her white round belly with my eyes and my hard. I was twitching, jerking and the first touch of my hand sent the release. The first pump, nothing as the mix completed. The next began the white ribbons stringing out, more pumping and the warm splashes covered her torso pooling in her sweet belly button, my eyes never left the beauty of her embarrassed belly as each splash showed her my pleasure succeeded.
All of her body, mine. All desired and hours still free for her to please me.
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