I have to let myself go completely, before I can surrender all of me to him. My thighs relax and my knees fall farther towards the mattress. I exhale loudly, feeling my stomach tighten and relax. My hands relax and fingers gently grip the sheets. My breathing begins to pace itself with his ministrations.
I feel the first tingle erupt as his tongue laps at the hardened bud now exposed from within my folds. Occasionally his scruff rubs against my thighs and I remind myself to open my legs wider. My hips rock gently. It is impossible for me to just lay there and let the pleasure find me. My back arches as I press myself harder against him, grinding my aching cunt against his face. I can hear his breathing begin to muffle and I try to relax. Holding my breath just intensifies the sensations down below.
I grip the sheets tighter. My moans become melodic and my grinding even harder . I try my best not to crush him between my thighs, but some things are worth dying for.
The tingle between my thighs builds into an ache. The pleasure increasing with no release in sight. Until suddenly, he slides his fingers within me. Immediately, my muscles contract around him and I moan loudly. His fingers and tongue create arcs of pleasure erupting from my clit and dancing across every inch of my body. I surrender to the fireworks cascading on my body. Sparks of electricity take over me. I howl as my body shudders and my folds spasm around his fingers. A burst of wetness coats his fingers as he thrusts within me one last time. My screams turn to weeps as the pleasure overwhelms me and I curl into a tight ball as he wraps his arms around me, joining me by my side. He kisses my ear and goosebumps erupt all over my flesh. I smell me. I smell my arousal on his face. I turn to kiss him, tasting the very sex he gave me. No wonder he enjoys this as much as I do.
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