Knowing

Sometimes knowing is worse. Knowing you want me as much as I want you is like torture. I want to explore every inch of you first with my hands then my lips and tongue. I need to feel your bare skin against mine as I tease you, bringing you to the edge of that most magnificent bliss with my hands wrapped around your hard length. Using my hot wet mouth to bring you to the precipice again Anne again slowly teasingly, my tongue swirling around the head of your throbbing cock, sucking and kissing just the tip. savouring the taste of you, taking every inch down my throat again and again. I want to make you squirm and hear you moan my name, feel your hands in my hair guiding me as passion takes over. I want to bring you to the edge and then pull away, putting you between my breasts and using them to make you cum over me, I need to see it and feel it hot all over me and watch your face as you climax just for me. You have no idea what you do to me do you?