restlesslibido: He is enjoying himself, to be sure. But this is really about her. So much of her lif
restlesslibido: He is enjoying himself, to be sure. But this is really about her. So much of her life is a rush, from one place to another, from one deadline to another, that it all starts to blend together. This relaxes her, allows her to focus, if only for a moment. She extends her tongue, as far out as it will go, then lays him upon it, welcoming him inside. Her lips cinch around, the warmth of him in her mouth, her throat. Her eyes close. Everything else goes away and she is left with the smell and taste of him, the feeling of his pulse beating on her tongue, the sounds of his breathing. -- source link