Valerie Lewis

For a moment, all my thoughts are concentrated on what I feel in my mouth. The moist, the warmth, the texture of the head of your cock. The taste of your skin. I feel the soft friction on my lips. I like to use the tip of my tongue to feel how hard your cock is.

Then, I can focus on what I see. You’re so close, I can see all the details, the textures and the nice shades of pinks. I love to look at your belly when I caress it with my fingers. I think of how it must feel when I take your cock in my hands. I just want to touch it, to feel it, all warm and hard.

If I suck your balls, I’m thinking… do you like that? How does it feel? And I concentrate. They’re precious, I know, I’ve got to be gentle. They’re delicate and delicious and I love to have one in my mouth. Sometimes, I just don’t think about anything. I just feel.

I’m getting turned on… especially when you take my head in your hands and push your dick into my mouth with that thrusting movement. It may be cliché, but I think “yeah baby, fuck my mouth” at that moment. And when I think those words, it wouldn’t take much for me to have an orgasm. Because I know you’re close to have one too.

You’re so close. I think you’re going to explode, cum all over me. I want it and I know you’re going to cum soon, I see it, I ear it, I feel your cock getting warmer and harder.

And for a few second, I envy you. Having an orgasm with such sensational effect makes me wish I could demonstrate my appreciation like you do. For that brief moment, when you ejaculate, I am so delighted. It’s such a reward, the bigger the better, for a “job” well done…

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