He gently laid me down on the bed, his eyes filled with hunger and lust. Slowly, he began to strip off my clothes. First, he removed my shirt, exposing my small, pert breasts. His hands moved over them, squeezing and fondling, his fingers expertly teasing my nipples.
Next, he slid off my panties and skirt, revealing my tight, cum-filled pussy. He took a moment to admire the view before grabbing a pillow and carefully wiping away the mess. His touch was gentle but firm, sending shivers of anticipation through my body.
He leaned down and began to suck on my breasts, his mouth hot and wet on my sensitive skin. “Your tits are amazing,” he murmured between kisses. “So perfect.” His words made me blush and feel even more aroused.
He continued to worship my body with his mouth, trailing kisses down my stomach and over my hips. His hands roamed freely, caressing and squeezing every inch of me. When he reached my pussy, he didn’t hesitate to bury his face in it, his tongue working its magic as he licked and sucked me.
The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but moan loudly. “You taste so good,” he said, his voice muffled against my folds. “I could do this all day.”
After thoroughly enjoying me with his mouth, he shifted his attention back to my breasts. He positioned himself between…
