woman

His lips were wet pressed against my womanhood. I waited in anticipation. I wanted to feel his tingue slip between his lips to feel it on the soft folds of my pussy. I heard him moan. I knew that his lips my must be at least slightly parted. I felt his hot breath agasint my bare skin. I felt him tremble. I leaned forward placing my hands on the sofa in front of me. My soft skin closer to his face. I felt a wet flicker across my pussy entrance.