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Click hereThe lovely woman, and handsome man lay on the bed. The slightly crinkled sheets belying a recent fun activity that the two of them had shared.
Her head was resting on his shoulder. Arm draped across chest, leg slung over leg. Hugging each other close. A very relaxed pose for the both of them.
"So. What ya thinking about?" She asked.
His eyes immediately shut and the loudest fakest snore he could muster emanated from deep within his nose.
The slap on his chest was light, but the noise was loud. "Jerk!" she said in mock indignation.
"Ow. Sorry sorry." the man chuckled. "Wasn't thinking of much really."
"Well there's one thing I can think of." She stared up at his face.
"The goat? The one in the box?" He gave her a long sideways glance that took in the wooden crate.
"What? No. Who cares about the goat." She shook her head. "What I was thinking about is how a little bit of reciprocation would be quite nice right about now." Eyebrows were waggled.
A devious smile crossed the face of the man. "Well I wouldn't say no to that reciprocation." He slowly disentangled himself from the woman. "Come on over to the edge here."
He took a knee. She placed her butt on the edge.
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"Just lay back and let me do my thing." Came his soothing refrain. "I don't want you to worry about it. Just enjoy this."
His hands were slowly tracing their way up and down her calves. Each touch a gentle reminder of what was to come.
With a soft gentle moan, she relaxed onto her back. Each leg splayed on either side of the man. Her eyes closed and palms on her stomach.
Now that she was laying down, the man took in his target with a critical eye. It was lovely, much the same as the rest of her, and there was a certain amount of 'anticipation' evident on those lower lips.
His hands gripped her calves and gently, slowly, started to squeeze and massage. Rolling his palms across the skin to push those muscles around.
A gentle kiss on the inside of the right knee. A pause to see if there was any reaction. A gentle kiss on the inside of the left knee. Another pause to check in.
With no complaints so far, he started working his way closer and closer up. Each kiss punctuated with a gentle suck that brought goosebumps to her skin.
As he kissed higher and higher, his arms worked their way underneath her legs. Palms rubbing along the underside of her thighs. Reaching around to grasp along the top and trap her legs in a strong grip.
As he shifted to bring his face closer. She let out a low groan and helped him by lifting her legs ever so slightly. Her calves came to rest low on his back and thighs clasped around his head.
Her flower was tantalizingly close. He alternated these close kisses on her legs, with every switch he made sure to give a heavy hot exhale of breath over her delightful centre.
"Don't tease me! Please!" She moaned down to him. Her hands had moved off of her stomach and were now trailing up and over her enticing breasts. Providing herself a small amount of stimulation.
"Just getting ready. Don't worry." He said with a low growl. "Going to take good care of you."
It was then that his kisses finally got close, so very very close. But at the last moment his lips skipped up and over to above. Planting a wet sloppy lick into her hair.
"Fucker!" She almost shouted. Bending her head to look down at him with a slightly angry face.
"Hah, not yet I'm not." he couldn't have helped himself. He returned her look with a wink.
Exasperated, she let her head fall back with a thump. The rest of her shimmied a little bit to settle back into position.
The time for jokes was over. He brought his lips to hers and started raining gentle kisses on the outside of her core. Soft flesh met soft flesh and he closed his eyes in focus.
His tongue slipped out to search out the centre. Finding the taste of sweat and excitement a heady mixture from her. This expected, and yet unexpected, touch caused her to flinch slightly.
As he continued to explore her outer lips, she fully relaxed into the bed. This was what she had been waiting for. While it was nice to give, it was also nice to receive sometimes.
He began to dig a little deeper into her. His questing tongue was seeking out more of her taste. Each deeper lick finding more of that familiar intoxicating flavour.
Switching over to broad strokes for a bit. The flat of his tongue started low and moved heavily over everything. Capturing every part of her with each lick. The soft warmth he could feel from her was slowly increasing in heat.
The warmth was delightful. She was starting to slowly gyrate her hips. Egging him on to greater and greater amounts of effort. Desperately asking with her body for more.
Seeing that she was finally ready for the next step, he changed his angle of attack. His arms which had been holding her thighs in place released her legs from that gentle prison. His right hand snaked down to her opening and gingerly touched the outer lips.
Spreading her with his fingers revealed a delightful new experience for the both of them. The pink centre of her was practically gushing with arousal and his tongue was there to feast.
The rapid licks set off a reaction from her. This new stimulation was a wonderful welcome change. Her hands reached down to grab at his hair and head.
Those fingers of hers clutched and dragged at his hair. Gentle insistent tugs that urged him onward. She was attempting not to pull, but it was getting harder and harder not to.
His left hand, so far only there by virtue of being attached to his left arm, was called into action now. It reached across her belly and down through her hair. There it massaged into the top of her mound. A soft pushing of skin just to get her used to the touch.
As those fingers reached the top of her core, they gently held back the hood covering her clit. That nub of pure pleasure was hard, yet soft at the same time.
He released his lips from a little lower and brought them up to the top of her. He took a moment to exhale a hot breath over that exposed clit. The hot air caused a shiver and moan from her.
Taking extra care to do this with no more pressure than that of a single sheet of paper. He licked her clit directly.
"Yes!" Her eyes shot open and she gave a gasp. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" her hands clamped down upon his head and pressed her sex into his face.
Taking the hint for what it was. He attacked her clit a bit more forcefully. Running his tongue over that wonderful nub with a rapid pace.
It happened quickly from there. The unrelenting tongue, the constant stimulation, and all the buildup beforehand caused her to scream.
"Oh god yes! I'm cumming!" Her thighs crushed his head into her, fingers clutched and clawed at his hair, and she had full body convulsions.
He kept up as much movement as he could to prolong what she felt. His tongue and lips attempting to stay clamped on her clit. But the pressure around his head would soon to be too much.
Before too long she totally and completely relaxed. Legs falling apart and arms flopping to the side.
With one last kiss, he pulled back.
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"Feeling better now?" he asked as he stood up.
She nodded with a large wide smile. Held her arms out and beckoned him. "Come here you."
He joined her on the bed and in her arms. Sinking into the soft surface and gentle embrace was quite the welcoming experience.
"One for one now huh?" He said with smug satisfaction.
A satisfaction that she gracefully allowed him. The afterglow was powerful at the moment. "Yes well. Don't let it get to your head."
"Think the goats bothered?" He rubbed at his chin, slightly moist.
Nestling into the crook of his arm, she gave a yawn. "Don't know, don't care."