Trickle

Teasing then withdrawing to allow the gentle cool breath to entice.
A job well done rewarded in kind.
A trickle then another, perhaps one can hope for a steady flow?

My tongue traces the tender pinkness that kisses it’s tip attempting to draw it in deeper only to be pushed away left connected only by the strings of saliva that bring a cool teasing desire.

Anticipation fills the void then a warm heavy scented reward is splashed in recognition.
Tit for tat, a job well done and payment made.
Breathing now takes away my breath as the pungent reward runs from the corners of my mouth.
Again my tongue is called for as I drink, lick , breath, and suck in air filled with want and desires that will have to wait.

Push away, stand back and collect it all in that place where things can be kept unseen, unknown and not be judged.
Deep in the imagination where it can be nurtured until again the need is insatiable.

Spread her legs, watch the last of her trickle down her white milky thigh.
thick and sticky with her reward.

She’s paid for her pleasure and yours still permeates every breath you take.

Finished, I doubt it, that scent, those legs spread wide pushing her up.
One tip followed by another my cock follows my tongue.
Her cunt, her ass then my pre cum mixed in hers.

The tart reward of piss now dried and revived for my pleasure.
She is mine, not to move , not to change position unless told, she is owned.

Then one word, not hurried, not spoken harshly, just a whispered command.

“cum”

I trickle down between swollen mounds of flesh that reek of lust and need.
I beg silently to be told to lick.
I can taste her scent, I can see her open as she spreads wider knowing she will tell me, hoping she will tell me to lick it all into her ass, her cunt.
She will tell me, she will allow me to suck and lick it from her, wont she?
I watch it all trickle down her legs and thighs.
“please…”