Your lips… those smooth, plump lips that part so slightly, giving way to the soft, caressing suction of wetness, lending so much to the imagination. Everything begins with those lips, the light suction against skin on the first contact, leaving that cool, moist little patch, a slight mark of what is to come.
How that tongue can curl so tantalisingly, whipping up thoughts of flicking against and curling around the most sensitive of areas before leading back to its source, between those succulent and inviting lips.
The thought of what could be sliding between those lips sends a sizzle of arousal throughout. How you could lick and suck uninhibited, feeling every vein, every pulsation and throb, every twitch – wondering how it would feel for the person embraced by that delight. Even the motions, wrapping so tightly around something sliding back and forth, in and out, makes the heat rise between your thighs.
You play out the actions in your mind, actions which echo throughout your body; the way those lips press against your own, feeling so soft, smooth and moist. Your plump lips and the delicate lips of your sex are one of the same, how you feel skin brush against them, feeling your lower lip being bitten before a gentle suction steals your breath. The moment those lips finally lock around your own, perfectly closed in a tight seal, you are lost in that mouth. It presses so tightly, the slippery silk of a tongue looking to meet your own… penetrating those lips. Every soft nibble, every flick of that tongue, every teasing kiss, it all trails downwards… that mouth closing around your pussy, teasing your tender petals, penetrating you with that kiss. The thoughts of what that mouth would feel like there, sealed around it in the same way, that long, deep suction, all making you shiver in delight.
There are so many things that a mouth can make you feel.
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