I can see us sitting somewhere... You having been napping on the couch, me sitting in a chair reading a book. I notice You moving around, then You whisper softly "Babygirl". I look up, and answer "yes, Master?", noticing Your need standing there and realize Your movements were You freeing it from Your pants. I look back up into Your eyes, and You point to the floor at Your side. I close my book, slip to the floor and crawl gracefully to kneel beside You. You whisper words of encouragement, saying things You know I love to hear as I lean over, running my hands along Your thighs... One hand goes to the base to hold You steady, the other wrapping gently around the wrinkled skin below the first hand, massaging, nails brushing carefully over the skin as I touch the tip of my tongue to the tip of Your obviously aching need. I slide my tongue around the entire tip, silver ball of my piercing brushing around the ridge. My tongue slides damply down the underside, running along the vein to where the other hand has moved from. I lick You, pull each side into my mouth and suck gently, getting the skin wet. I pull back a bit, blow warm air over the damp skin, watching it tighten up. I slide my hand back, teasing the skin as it dries, my tongue going back up the length of You to the tip. I swirl my tongue around, feeling Your impatience. I look up at You, deep blue eyes darken with emotion as I open my mouth, slowly letting Your length slide inside. My eyes close as I concentrate on pleasing You, my tongue working over the skin as You slide in and out of my mouth. I suck gently at first, building You slowly, my head moving up and down, hands sliding over Your skin. One of Your hands goes to the back of my neck, gently moving Your fingers into the hair and forming a loose fist, guiding my head with the intensity of Your need. I feel You swell inside my mouth, Your tip hitting the back of my throat as I suck a bit harder. With a groan, You tighten Your grip in my hair and I feel Your release hit the inside of my mouth. I stop moving, sucking gently, holding You steady. Your grip relaxes, sliding Your fingers through my hair as I work to swallow every drop, moving my head again, sucking gently until You start to soften. I give You a final lick, sit back on my feet and look up at You with emotion filled deep blue eyes. You smile at me, whispering more words of affection and appreciation. I smile back as You pull me to lay on the couch with You, snuggling me drowsily against You.
