“I think it needs more…”
“More what?” She says.
“Hmmmm just more personality, it isn’t youuu. The you that I know YOU can be.” He scolded.
Slightly discouraged she stood there.
“I think I need your help.”
He arises from his seat to enter onto the stage from the side staircase, she commanded her attention forward hearing his footsteps grow closer until she could feel his breath on the side of her face.
Standing directly behind her he slowly kneels down to be met with her beautiful round shapely ass staring right back into his locked in eyes.
“May I? He asks.
The tone in his voice was polite but demanding, she could feel the heat of him breathing near her already warm pool as if he was panting.
“Yes.” She replies.
He grabs her hips caressing her juicy curves before sliding her black leggings down to reveal such a snatch.
“Try it again, say the line.”
She takes a deep breath trying to ignore the calling from her inner womanhood.
“And that is why I love you!” She projects.
He separates her lips with his finger & begins playing off the pearl with the tip of his very wet tongue. Her knees buckle but he holds her up like a waistband.
“Again.” He muffles, smacking his lips.
Allowing her once tense shoulders to relax she can’t help but begin to edge forward so he can take her in fully.
“And that is why I LOVE YOU!” She expresses louder.
“Mmmmhmm you’re almost there.” He says, sliding his fingers in and out of her creamy hole while thumbing her asshole simultaneously.
“Let your passion come out in your voice, tell me you need me! Like this.”
Lifting her onto his shoulders he pops her fat pussy right back into his mouth, focusing on clitoral stimulation going back and forth between a sucking sensation then flicking her immersed clit causing her wild body to jerk and shit.
“Say it now.”
She grabs his thick loc’d hair grinding her hips pushing deeper in his mouth, it felt like home to her. Nuttin’ up she can feel her orgasm erupt until she shouts:
“AND THAT IS WHY I FUCKING LOVE YOU!”
He releases her instantly, his cream coated beard appearing from inside her thighs. Lowering her mind body and soul back to ground level she stares at him in shock.
“That was it. Everytime you get ready to say that line I want you to remember how it felt….how I felt tasting you and let your hunger for that memory bellow out from your core. I guarantee if you bring a performance like that, the crowd we’ll rise to their feet in a standing ovation begging for more.”
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