We walk into my house after hitting bars all night, laughing and teasing each other. You're wearing a short skirt with pantie house on, high heels, and a tight scoop neck top with your tits jutting out of the top. I've had problems all night, because for some reason, I decided to show up "commando", and your clothing and teasing has kept me hard and showing most of the night. Once you noticed the outline of my throbbing head under the denim, you decided to crank up your teasing levels, to "unbearable" We've been sitting at the dining room table, discussing shooting a naughty video upstairs in my empty bedroom. I retrieve the large bottle of lube and dildo from my bedroom while you finish your drink. "ready?" I ask. "always" you coo, heading for the stairs with me following closely behind, watching the sway of your soft place as you ascend the stairs. "wait!" I shout, "don't move" You pause as you feel my hands slip of the outsides of your legs , pushing your skirt up over you soft place.

You kneel down on the carpet steps, and looking over your should, see me 3 steps below, massaging your tan globes. "do you want me to take them off...

already?" you whisper, enjoying my attention.

"no need" I grin, as I begin to slowly tear them from your soft place. you gasp and moan from the sensation of your flesh being released, the cool air on your bare skin, and my trembling touch. without hesitation, you lay your head ontop of your arms resting on the stair, and arch your back, lifting your butt up to meet my hands. "I've wanted this all night, and couldn't wait any longer..." I whisper as my caressing hands are joined by my hot mouth on your cheeks. I begin to suck, toy, nibble, and kiss your soft place, as my hand finds it's way to your now wet softness. Your legs spread as my finger slips into your hiarless warmth. As I slip another finger in you groan with approval, as I curve my digits forward, searching for your g-spot.

"deeper and to the rig....

"you begin to say, but stop and gasp, as I find it on my own. I begin to stimulate your with my fingers, as my mouth moves down towards my wet knuckles.

I stop, blowing hot breath onto your puckered sensitive place.

You let out a little squeel, as I drag my tongue in a circular motion, tickling the area around it. I feel your softness clamp on my fingers, and you shake your hips back and forth, almost as if to stop my from toying.

giggling you ask, "what are you doing?" "hush" I respond. There is a sound as your draw in a deep breath, as my tongue dips into your tightness, and my fingers begin to speed up their soft placeault on your softness.

With my tongue in your soft place, and my hand in your softness, you begin to moan loudly, and thrust your hips back to meet me. There is a trickle, of your juices and my saliva running down the inside of your legs, as your moans become louder and uncontrolled. "oh god, play me with that tongue" you gasp, as your hands reach back to spread your cheeks. "I'm going to cum on your hand" you squeel. With my goal in sight I, I concentrate on your softness a little more, yet continuing my tounging. Your hands leave your soft place, and grip the stair your head is resting on. "Oh play" you scream as you lift your head up, arching your back. You begin to quiver as I feel you clamp down, not only on my fingers, but my tongue htat I have thrust as deep as I can. Again and again, your warmths convult in orgasm.

"okay...

okay...

that's enough!" you laugh, slapping your soft place as if to scare me away. "stop for a second!" you plea. I pull back only briefly, before driving my face back in, my tongue deep into your teasing softness...

lapping at your cum.

"oh you player....you are in so much trouble" you threaten, "You better have fresh batteries in that camera."