Eponine and I have a nice dinner together, holding hands on our walk home, flirting and smiling at each other. Enjoying each others company. Eponine whispers into my ear, “when we get upstairs, you are mine. Do as I say and this will be the best night of your life. I will love you like you’ve never been loved before.” Eponine my dear, of course you will get anything you want. Always.
I lie back on the bed. I know my dearest enjoys licking, and loves riding my face. She knows I adore going down on her, maybe even more than she enjoys orgasming. We are both so eager to get started. She removes her panties and sits on my face, covering me with her long skirt. We both know the skirt will come off quickly, lest I suffocate, but the idea of her covering me, focusing entirely on her pleasure is so appealing. She won’t worry about me under there in any way. She just needs to enjoy.