Sexy Story Submission for the luscious @meesh33699Hand firmly on the length of his manhood, she lick

Sexy Story Submission for the luscious @meesh33699Hand firmly on the length of his manhood, she licked her lips, re-wetting them.  She loved sex as much as the next woman, but there was something about the act of giving oral sex that gave her a sense of satisfaction that was different than the act of penetration.  When she was on her back or on all fours, her lover controlled the pace.  There was passion for sure, but in a more traditional submissive sexual position, she always had to wonder if every moan and groan that escaped his lips was from what she was doing or vice versa.  When she practiced the art of fellatio on him, there was no doubt.  Every time her mouth descended upon him, it was her skills and hers alone that caused him to come undone.  In was empowering to see him go from such a sexy and confident being to turning into a trembling piece of putty.  She simply couldn’t understand woman who didn’t love giving a blowjob.  Between the empowerment and the way his groans and pleas filled her ears it excited her on a level that few other sexual fantasies could.  Looking up at him and batting her lashes, she winked before pressing her thick lips against the tip and kissing it softly.  Parting those lips slightly, she sucked gently, paying specific attention to the head of his cock, treating him like a Popsicle on a warm, summer day.  After tantalizing his tip, her talented tongue slithered around the perimeter of his head, wiggling over every ridge and drawing a groan and an ecstasy filled eye roll from him.  After administering more erotic torture, her warmth mouth took in his length, her saliva coating his thick member.  With the help of her stroking hand, her head bobbed over and over, finding her rhythm to the point where the loose ends of her hair fell over her cheeks.Then it happened.That gentle stroke of his hand against her cheek, sweeping the hair from her countenance.  That simple act stirred a bevy of emotions within her.  Strangely, it made her feel beautiful.  The act meant that regardless of what level of pleasure she was giving him that he couldn’t stand not to be able to look at her.  To watch.  To admire the beauty of her features as she pleasured him.  That simple act of knowing he needed to see her sent her own needs into over drive.  There was no denying the tension and moisture that immediately filled the space between her thighs.  Oh, she fucking loved that feeling.Shifting her head, she shook out her hair again, making sure it fell over her face.  Deliciously, he swept those stray ends away again and she felt her body tingle as her temperature seemed to rise exponentially.  She didn’t know if she could orgasm simply from giving head, but if he kept sweeping her hair away from her face like that, she was pretty sure if she didn’t she’d be damn close… -- source link

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