Soaking in the glorious sight of your body revealing all your darkest desires. Long slow deliberate strokes, creating a want within that almost consumes you. With each stroke your lips begin to swell, you can feel your clit harden and tingle, as each passing slowly distorts into a low moan. Suddenly your hips begin to rock, the gentle pressure of my thumbs not nearly enough to quell the ache the burns within. You crave more, something harder, something that will sate your needs. A thumb and finger, a tongue, a thick cock, something pushed inside you. Time seems to drag forever as you almost beg for relief, but like I said some moments should never be rushed.
