It was soft, not surprisingly, as she was the essence of softness.It was soft, not surprisingly, as she was the essence of softness. My mouth opened and I sucked her toes into it. My tongue rolled up, over, under and between each toe. It seemed im- possible to have my mind inundated with passion over just kissing and licking a mere foot, but Jennifer posessed no- thing purely ordinary. Think hard enough about it and you will get hard enough, I thought. Wars were started over bodies like hers...Gods killed other gods for a heavenly shape like hers. I took my time. During it all, Jennifer was becoming more and more tensed with sexual need and desire. She was literally shaking with passion. As my lips moved up across her ankles to just beyond her knees, she was breathing the raspy breaths of a woman who wants to be fucked. And she knew it was coming eventually, but her body was having to withstand a kind of tortured pleasure that was difficult to cope with. I licked her inner thighs, and the creaminess of her skin made my mouth water. Just touching her skin created a heat in my fingertips that I'd never experienced before. My mouth lingered at her groin, my tongue following the crease upward and onto the side of her hip. I wasn't sure I could continue. I wasn't sure I would be able to follow the lines, the perfect lines, of her body with my tongue. I wanted to just dive into her pussy, to lick and suck there until all of her juices were gone, and then to start them up again. |