“Dessert!” and hop onto the bed. As I lick it and suck it off, I detect a nipple. XXX Knock, knock. My hands help, wander over your body, feeling your curves and caressing you. I am yours to do with as you wish and you know it. The water off, we step out and grab towels to dry off. I count to thirty, slowly. My finger glides between your legs and explores, feeling and pleasuring the spots that make you move, just so. “Well, if you like it so much, perhaps it is time for your lunch.” “I will feed you, and you will eat what I give you”. Tasting you, smelling you. I dress. I am still using my fingers as I thrust into you. Some taste and smell like you, others not. Again I do not know how long I stand there.
