Of all my apparel, my socks are something I feel less than happy about. You step close and kiss my chest, nibbling at my nipples, which respond immediately, hardening and suddenly tender. While you are kissing and blowjob gently biting me, your fingers manipulate and release my belt and unbutton the waistband of my trousers. Deliberately slowly, you pull the zipper down, brushing against my hardness. You release my nipple and kneel to pull my trousers completely down and then, tell me to step out of them. They join my shirt. You kneel again and kiss my stomach. The touch of your lips is electric on my skin and I hardly notice that you are pulling my briefs down until my cock, in its arousal, springs free to point at you, hard and ready. I notice the moue of surprise when you realise I am hairless, my preferred condition. One foot at a time, I step out of my briefs so that, they to, can join the pile of my clothes. You reach toward me and take my hardness in your hand while your hazel eyes look at me steadily. We are now equals. Neither one of us has dominance and both as vulnerable as cumshot each other with the divesting of clothes. Grasping your waist, I turn you around so that you are leaning against the edge of my desk. I kick the chair out of the way and tell you to part your legs. I had not forgotten you telling me that receiving oral sex was not something you particularly enjoyed, but I also had fake reality in mind that you said you might want to try with me. My intention is really nothing more than to imprint you totally, into my memory. I kneel on the floor and take in your musk. Your natural scent excites my nose, a deep breath is all that is really needed, but the longing to go just that little further takes me. I savour your natural perfume and anticipate your taste. It is as enticing as I thought it would be. You are pure manna from heaven, the elixir of life and a heady mix. My tongue registers your aroma as it slides over your sex, my nose pressed hard against your clit. Your taste is as nectar, I knew it would be and I recognise your readiness, tasting your wetness. It is not yet the right time to explore my gift to you of satisfaction through the actions of my tongue. It is perhaps, something to explore when our situation is different, when we have time and the luxury of being able to really get to know each other’s bodies. It would need LoL to be a hotel or something that would allow for complete freedom. You decide that the roles should be reversed. You instruct me to stand and, while in the act of becoming upright, you kneel and grasp my turgid member in your right hand. Then, you lower your head until your tongue caresses the end, dampening it. Deliciously slowly, your lips part and encircle my cock. Cory called up her old standby, activity, wondering if something painful was about to happen. "Shhhh!" she fake hissed as she pressed her ear up against the wall. “You gave it to me yesterday. My pussy? The whole situation seemed impossible. Putting her back down, he took a step back, looking her over. Catching us slightly of guard. I turned blowjob to Kelli and said I want the twins in red fox tail and fox ear head bands, Kelli yelled Amy, Abby and the two girls come out of the kitchen in just what I said to wear, she said we stopped by Master Robert’s shop on the way home and he said this is your style, and he was dead on. “Please..please let me LoL go!” Angel reality begged and pleaded. “Daddy, Daddy! "Yeees! “Let’s go, I’m hungry,” I say getting into the cumshot car.