Friday, March 1, 2019

                                                          Dancing Cheek to Cheek

My face fits so perfectly. My nose nestled tightly between your cheeks. You settle your full weight and all light disappears, I can only taste and smell your beauty now. I gasp for air imprisoned in this heavenly hell.

Moistened by your wetness, your spittle and decadent drool, you wipe yourself on my nose and my hungry outstretched tongue, sliding yourself back and forth on my face.

Purposefully you grind the deepest part of your bottom, spreading your cheeks and impregnating my face with your personal aroma. Your taste entreats my tongue as I lap hungrily and frantically on the deepest parts of your crevass, I am addicted to the taste of your musky chocolate starfish hole, I can not get enough.

Your moans excite us both as you grind your hard  swollen clit on my prone probing proboscis. My erect tongue pushes deeply into your ass. Our sweat adds to the lubrication as you madly ride my face, slipping, slurping and sliding you grind your hips to a shuddering orgasm.

I freeze in place not wanting to spoil your perfect moment and am soon rewarded by a warm flow of my favorite flavor, your cum, I open my mouth accepting it all, I will not lose a drop. There is no place either of us would rather be than here, dancing cheek to cheek.








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