I open my eyes and breathe in a breathe of life that is soul serving deep. It smells of lavender that hangs in the air that is your scent. I am awake before the sun. Before the birds. Before the alarm clock that I know is set to go off.
My pet you are sound asleep beside me still, quiet and frozen in a position that if stood up. Would make you seem graceful like you were dancing across the floor like a ballerina at the symphony hall. This is where the audience would stand and applause in praise of your strength, spirit and expertise in your controlled body movements.
I stretch to awaken myself further. My eyes can not take themselves off of you. I smile devilishly. My rock hard dick is an expression of my want for you. But, I have to prepare so as to not be interrupted if I am going to devour my prey.
I turn off the alarm clock before it's time. And grab a belt. Then I begin to move slowly down underneath the sheets. Today we are going into work late. You move quietly moaning in your sleep. Perfect. She knows the chords to my favorite song I like to hear her sing. She is warming up her voice unbeknownst to her body. Her unconscious mind is linked with mine. Our spirits are one even when she is dancing with GOD in her out of body experience that is called sleep.
I kiss her stomach gently like a flower petal falling. Slowly I move down towards her naval. My mouth waters with anticipation. My hands slowly guide her legs open enough to fit my head in the right position. I begin to kiss her strawberry essence to practice on my grand instrument straight through her intimate lace. Her legs open up more to receive me. She moans again and moves. I stop. I want to enjoy this. I want to blur her mental state of dream and reality. Her back arches as if her body is begging me to continue. Even in sleep my pet is eager to please me as I am her. But, not yet.
After she is still. I continue to kiss delicate petal kisses on her strawberry essence. The scent from her is like a good breakfast on Sunday morning. She opens up more for me. I give her a nice, slow, long, lick that moves like a snake. Gliding and floating deeper, deeper and deeper into her. Letting my tongue taste her sweetness as her juices flow from her essence. I use my tongue like a slip and slide. Allowing her moist wetness to slide down my throat.
She moans. And takes a deep breathe as if coming up for air. I can tell she feels me. I don't want her to get what she wants to soon. My tongue lays still and quiet in her honey pot. Like a cat waiting patiently in the high grass blending in with its environment. It vibrates matching her heart beat.
I then curl my tongue up into her. Her back arches as she instinctively tries to get away. I drag the tip of my tongue flicking every fold inside of her I curress her spot. I then slide my tongue out. So that I can swallow her juices that have hydrated my mouth. She starts to sing the first bar of my favorite song that I play on her. Humming with "Oh, Ah and MMmmmm".
I begin to twist and curl my tongue my tongue slowly going around and around the edge of her. Using my tongue to create a masterpiece. She dances on it. Adding to the vibration of my hot organ. I curl my tongue and dive slowly deep inside of her. Her body tries to move away again. Her legs shake in uncontrollable spasm and she grabs my locs. As if trying to hold onto reality the sensation seems to force her mind into the spiritual realm. She has fully awoken and is at my attention.
My coiled tongue continues to drill in and out and in. As I lap up her juices like a bear licking honey trying to get that last drop. I smack her ass with her favorite belt. To her actions I speak “I want to devour you. I am hungry and famished“ She is about to hit that note that we have practiced and made perfect.
I slap her ass again. I grab her forcefully and engulf my whole mouth and tongue. Suck on to her clit. Her essence gushes out of her and down into my mouth. On my face and down my chest.... I am indulging in this pool of her cream and am happy to be drowned in it. My pet has done good. But, it is still to early to stop. I might as well call in sick.
My pet you are sound asleep beside me still, quiet and frozen in a position that if stood up. Would make you seem graceful like you were dancing across the floor like a ballerina at the symphony hall. This is where the audience would stand and applause in praise of your strength, spirit and expertise in your controlled body movements.
I stretch to awaken myself further. My eyes can not take themselves off of you. I smile devilishly. My rock hard dick is an expression of my want for you. But, I have to prepare so as to not be interrupted if I am going to devour my prey.
I turn off the alarm clock before it's time. And grab a belt. Then I begin to move slowly down underneath the sheets. Today we are going into work late. You move quietly moaning in your sleep. Perfect. She knows the chords to my favorite song I like to hear her sing. She is warming up her voice unbeknownst to her body. Her unconscious mind is linked with mine. Our spirits are one even when she is dancing with GOD in her out of body experience that is called sleep.
I kiss her stomach gently like a flower petal falling. Slowly I move down towards her naval. My mouth waters with anticipation. My hands slowly guide her legs open enough to fit my head in the right position. I begin to kiss her strawberry essence to practice on my grand instrument straight through her intimate lace. Her legs open up more to receive me. She moans again and moves. I stop. I want to enjoy this. I want to blur her mental state of dream and reality. Her back arches as if her body is begging me to continue. Even in sleep my pet is eager to please me as I am her. But, not yet.
After she is still. I continue to kiss delicate petal kisses on her strawberry essence. The scent from her is like a good breakfast on Sunday morning. She opens up more for me. I give her a nice, slow, long, lick that moves like a snake. Gliding and floating deeper, deeper and deeper into her. Letting my tongue taste her sweetness as her juices flow from her essence. I use my tongue like a slip and slide. Allowing her moist wetness to slide down my throat.
She moans. And takes a deep breathe as if coming up for air. I can tell she feels me. I don't want her to get what she wants to soon. My tongue lays still and quiet in her honey pot. Like a cat waiting patiently in the high grass blending in with its environment. It vibrates matching her heart beat.
I then curl my tongue up into her. Her back arches as she instinctively tries to get away. I drag the tip of my tongue flicking every fold inside of her I curress her spot. I then slide my tongue out. So that I can swallow her juices that have hydrated my mouth. She starts to sing the first bar of my favorite song that I play on her. Humming with "Oh, Ah and MMmmmm".
I begin to twist and curl my tongue my tongue slowly going around and around the edge of her. Using my tongue to create a masterpiece. She dances on it. Adding to the vibration of my hot organ. I curl my tongue and dive slowly deep inside of her. Her body tries to move away again. Her legs shake in uncontrollable spasm and she grabs my locs. As if trying to hold onto reality the sensation seems to force her mind into the spiritual realm. She has fully awoken and is at my attention.
My coiled tongue continues to drill in and out and in. As I lap up her juices like a bear licking honey trying to get that last drop. I smack her ass with her favorite belt. To her actions I speak “I want to devour you. I am hungry and famished“ She is about to hit that note that we have practiced and made perfect.
I slap her ass again. I grab her forcefully and engulf my whole mouth and tongue. Suck on to her clit. Her essence gushes out of her and down into my mouth. On my face and down my chest.... I am indulging in this pool of her cream and am happy to be drowned in it. My pet has done good. But, it is still to early to stop. I might as well call in sick.
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