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Our atmosphere is such a romantic cliché. Candles adorn a quiet room filled with plush pillows and scented petals. Yes I will admit it feels special and exciting. Yes I really do feel you have a peculiar glow about you. I can’t downplay this evening at all. Your time and effort is on great display. Standing before me bare & beautiful, I love the way you chose not to hide your radiance with a piece of lingerie. You understand that I love your nudity and I can show patient appreciation, even in this highly erotic setting.



Slowly you walk toward me pacing yourself. It looks as if you are walking in slow motion, although that sounds like I am dramatizing, that is the way it really looks. You are walking and moving with such grace. You reach me as I stand fully dressed and begin to touch me softly. At this point no attempt is made to undress me. You try arousing my many nerves and me by light touch, direct eye contact, and that beautiful smile of yours. My heavy breathing and the sight of my erection totally give away the state of my desire for you. You slowly begin to unbutton my shirt and let it fall to the floor. You then place your fingers around the one button that holds my pants closed. Surprising me by undoing that button with very little resistance.



Dropping to your knees you help me one leg at a time step out of my pants. Surprising you I stand fully exposed, with no undergarments. Still on your knees with your head so close to my crotch you let your hands glide softly over my body. You are barely touching my skin and it is making every single hair stand erect. You lightly pull my wrist non-verbally asking me to join you on our knees. Telling me to touch you without touching you. As odd as it sounds, I fully understand your erotic contradiction. I begin to move my hands over your body, up and around each natural curve. Your nipples peak at my attention and my lips barely embrace them. My erection begins to throb and bounce against your stomach. You move back a couple of inches so not to cause direct physical stimulation. I can truly appreciate your dedication to this wonderful foreplay. So I smile.



You smile, look down, and take your manicured fingernails lightly grazing the front of my thighs. This sends an incredible amount of sensation up through the center of my torso, swirling around to the back of my neck, where it leaves an infinite amount of goose bumps. Moving your hands to my outer hips and back toward my crotch, my penis begins jumping involuntarily as if it is out of control. My desire to be inside you grows more as you make me grow.



I lay you down on your back gently and decide to challenge your restraint. I gather every bit of heat that I have inside and give you hell-a-fide angel kisses all over your gorgeous body. As you concentrate on feeling everything that I am giving you, I watch your chest rise and fall with every deep inhale and exhale. As I remain on my knees I open your legs and pause. Shaking with anticipation you bite your lip as if to sign me to begin. I prepare to see how much you can withstand. Your inner left thigh receives small wet kisses from your knee down to your shaved pubic line. My mouth passes directly over your clit, with my upper lip barely touching it as it sticks out. Your right thigh receives small wet kisses from your shaved pubic line up to your knee. Very quickly my tongue runs down your thigh and back to your clit, but I don’t touch. Your wanting sends your body into mini-convulsions. I take my fingers and try to establish some type of grip among your wet skin. I separate you showing a very erect and beautiful clitoris. I begin to lightly blow and you moan as if I have just used my tongue. You groan and move in pleasure within your tortured frustration. I don’t think in the beginning you expected to feel as good as you are feeling right now.



After a few minutes you pull away from me and ask me to lie on my back. I oblige and proceed to get comfortable. You place a small pillow under my head and you spread my legs and establish your place there on your knees. You take your hair down and let it drape your shoulders, reminding me of a beautiful painting I’ve seen before. You sit still for a moment and let me enjoy my view. As I lay still on my back you place your head over my chest and let the ends of your hair caress me. You motion your head to go over my crotch where your hair is providing such stimulation to my penis. You see how much I can barely stand it anymore. You slowly take me in your hands and…