The soft glide of your cool hardness across my lips gives me goose bumps.
My mouth opens as, flicking my tongue to experience your flavor, I draw you in.
Stroking your underside, I press you against the roof of my mouth…
And moan.
It does not take long before my ministrations have you
Dribbling,
Dripping,
Down the back of my throat…
I close my eyes, and with a small whimper,
I swallow.
Every.
Last.
Drop.
It is ecstasy.
And now I want mooooorrrre…
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Ice… Erm… Cream, anyone?
😉
Well played…
Mmm… I like to play… 😉