She was sitting on the couch, laid back, as she scrutinized him with her eyes. He was kneeling in front of her on the ground paralyzed by his emotions. On the one hand he was uncomfortable being clearly in the inferior position. On the other hand, he felt an inexplicable feeling of longing excitement. She was only wearing a negligee, that barely covered her curvy thighs and breasts. She slowly sized him up for a minute, then she decided it was time to open the temple of Venus.
As she slowly opened her legs wide, the thin garment covering her started slipping and revealed her mighty instrument. As he caught the first glimpse, he was instantly mesmerized, indeed a black hole pulling him in with an irresistible gravitational force. She opened her legs fully and pulled them up, now being laid back on the couch and putting her temple on full display. There he was kneeling directly in front of the glorious sight, stunned and in awe. It was large and plump, able to cover his whole face, decorated with a meticulously trimmed but rich hair. It was perfect. She stayed there for a while looking down on him, enjoying the moment, the captivating power she possessed over him by merely displaying herself. Finally, she grabbed him by the back of his head and pressed his face firmly against her mighty gaping hole.