I'd teased her all evening, touching, whispering, kissing, secret touches to intimate places in the back of the Uber. When we got home, we couldn't get naked fast enough! I pushed her back on the bed, taking control, although I was wet, more than ready. I touched her, licked her neck, grazed her ears, and paid homage to all of her special, intimate places that I know so well. Our tongues battled and we both won, her sighs and the increasing shudders of her body and tremors in her breathing giving away her need, making me tremble as well.
I kissed my way to her soft, perfect breasts, making love to each delicate curve, around, beneath, tasting the salt of her sex sweat, and up to her jutting, dark pink nipples. She gasped when I sucked on them and cried out as I gently bit. Trailing soft licks and kisses down her taut tummy, I knew that licking her, the scent, taste, and feel of her perfect pussy on my lips, would only drive me to greater heights. And so it proved as I nuzzled between her nether lips, opening her to my advances, my body aflame as I breathed her arousal.
I reveled in the feel of her soft, slippery bits, so purely carnal against my tongue, her musky sex scent flooding my senses. I'd watched and felt her sex become aroused, her clit lifting and hardening, escaping its little hood and her pussy lips becoming puffy and engorged, all female heat and wetness, juices trickling. She came, and then again, her juices flowing now as were mine, my body tingling and my hard nipples and rigid clit aching with need.
