His hands gently massage my inner thighs as he looks down at my pussy. It’s glistening wet, waiting for his — everything.
He kisses me passionately then stops to untie his shorts. As he pulls them down, his hard cock springs free of the fabric. He’s perfectly sized. I love that his balls are shaved but the rest of his cock isn’t. I want to taste him so badly. But it’s not my turn. Yet.
As he kisses his way down my inner thighs, making sure to glance up at me periodically, his fingers start to explore my outer pussy lips. He gently takes his thumb and rubs it on me. His touch is so light that all I can think of is how much more I want. Now.
My breathing increases as he takes his middle finger and skims it over my cunt. I can feel my moisture drip down to my asshole. I’m drenched.
He looks up at me, “I’m going to make you feel so good, Sara”. I can barely formulate words. My lust and excitement is too much. The only words that I can whisper are, “Matt, please”.