Stirring from her sleep, a delicious feeling causes her to moan. Her body reacts as he tastes her womanhood. Body arches, deep exhale, hands grounding his head in place as her hips move. He welcomes this banquet created just for him. A look of pleasure on her face, knowing there is no room for false hope, just a building need to capture more of this delicious feeling. Her back off the mattress, fingers pulling hair as her moans grow louder. He smiles; her actions a sure indication his feasting time is not over yet. She screams, music to his ears.
