Oh So Sweet

Oh So Sweet

I still remember that February day, me in your robe. You said it looks better on me than it did on you. I wish you knew how much I liked you, but I watched your eyes. Why would you even kiss me? A gorgeous Lady with Black curly hair and beautiful eyes in tight shorts.

Why would you ever want me? I'm not even handsome; for better or worse, I'll always love my hot Lady. Sitting here, your cute feet in my lap, painting those beautiful toes. Wanting to suck them, savoir them, worship you. Lady, if you only knew what I wanted to do. Bury my face in your sweet goo.

Blowing on your nipples, so close to that flat belly. Your panties are getting wet, waiting for a sign, and feeling the growing heat.

“I hope you like what you see. Please, please touch me. I was ecstatic when your hands found my face, like being shot into outer space. Looking up into those hypnotic eyes, I see what I hope to find: that hidden desire, which is the same as mine.”

“Kissing those lips sent shivers up my spine. Your hand on my breast, is this a dream?” Pushing it farther with my hot Lady, touching your wetness, light as a feather. My fingers move inside, thrusting in and out. You are moaning for more.” Did you always know the score? Bucking my hips fucking your hand, kissing. Tongues dancing, this had always been the plan.

I remember that February day we became lovers. You gave me orgasms like no other. Come with me now as we push those limits to explore our mutual pleasure—passion and pain as I scream your name.

Your beautiful pussy is inches from my face. Using my tongue down your wet lips, picking up the pace. Plunging inside, leaving no trace, you and I are like leather and lace. Shaking in pleasure, knocking over the vase.

Panting those beautiful toes silently worshiping hot Heather. Kissing her neck, moaning, sighing, making beautiful music together. Tickling her feet with a white feather, her love makes my world better, my hot Lady.

Our faces are so close; lips are meeting, I'm kissing my hot Lady, and tongues are dancing. In that second, taking that leap, laying arms around each other, no turning back now. I loved her for so long, all that pent-up desire pouring out. My hand found her sweet pussy rubbing ever so gently, slipping in my fingers, moans coming from her mouth. "What are you doing? Oh, don't stop."