Your tongue probes deeply and then reverts to running up and down my pussy lips, trying to get more of that wonderful taste. XXX Hot My hands rhythmically squeeze and knead your ass cheeks as you keep one of your own hands on my head, encouraging me further, and the other on my right breast constantly teasing the nipple. What we would do on our big Valentine’s Day date. I crawl under my blankets and think of you again. We both begin to pant, as searching fingers become more insistent. You aren’t really real. You revive me with a sip of blood red wine from a bottle that you had opened for just that purpose.
