Kneeling between her long lithe legs, I witnessed the most beautiful sight in the world. Her velvet lips shimmered, as gossamer droplets sparkled.
Licking my lips, I moved a little closer as her scent wafted from her precious space. I tasted her scent on my tongue.
Closing my eyes, my tongue moved as if by magic. Working by feel, I detected even the most delicate shimmy of the hips and focused on that spot, leading and pushing.
Slowly, my tongue parted her viscous lips from bottom to top.
Knowing my cum lay within, my face fell forwards.
I was home.
