From [M]y point of view

Be gentle, it’s my first post for this community!

Today. You’re wearing that grey dress again. This is only the second time I’ve seen you wear it, but I swear to god you look better than last time. I’ve noticed your tits in it today. You know I’m always a fan of them, but today they look particularly good.

That dress makes me think about licking you from top to toe. Don’t ask why, I don’t know either, but it just does. I want to taste every part of you, from the sweetness around your neck, the softness of your Hershey’s kisses nipples, enjoy the metallic tang of your bellybutton bar, past that sweet pussy, and down those glorious thighs to your toes. I’ve never been one for feet, but today I will.

You’ve never been a fan of oral, but today, in my mind at least, you want it. And I want to give it. That licking from top down must have worked wonders!

A sixty-nine allows me to run my tongue up the inside of your thigh before I devour your pussy. At the same time, I can feel you bring me to attention, sucking my balls while caressing my dick before placing me deep in your throat. That sound, oh that gagging sound, makes me even harder.

These thoughts keep bouncing in [M]y head

I’m enjoying posting these, it’s certainly helping stop these thoughts rattling around my head at least, and if someone else enjoys, then even better!

This evening. You’ve just had a shower, and are wearing those baggy pyjama bottoms (that are really my size, not yours!) that sit on your hips, along with that slightly see-through t-shirt.

As you sit on the chair, you sit with one leg forward and one stretched out across the arm of the chair. I know that behind those pants, your pussy is just a little open, and dear God do I want to see it.

It’s been a good week or so since we last fucked, on the bed as always, but tonight I want to take you right here. Let’s sit you on the edge of the chair, and just give me some long passionate kisses; wrap your tongue around mine, pull me closer so I can feel the heat in your chest.

That t-shirt is coming off. I can smell your clean body, and I want to look at you. I’m gonna grab your tits, feel the warmth of your skin; I’ve always particularly loved the underboob skin… Don’t ask me why, I think because it almost feels softer, but either way it’s getting me stiff as a post.