Hands

Things were going well with you my newest lover, I was having fun pleasing you
and you were doing the same, until......

My lips were gently kissing your cock and my tongue was wandering over you.  I
moved to take more of you in my mouth and suck you harder. I'm sure you were
only following your instincts, love, but it was a major mistake.

As the passions welted up within you and you began to moan and ask for more, I
tried very hard to please you.  My mouth is, unfortunately quite small and
cannot accommodate your entire prick.  I was going up and down on you and
sucking as best I could.  Then.....

Your hands moved to my head, forcing me down on your further. My immediate
reaction was not as you anticipated.  I moved forcefully against the pressure
of your hands, almost losing contact entirely.

I didn't want to spoil the moment for you love, only be able to continue in my
own fashion.  While using my hands to keep up the contact I lifted my mouth and
quietly asked you to move your hands to anyplace but my head.  My shoulders
would be fine, my breasts that you seem to like to touch so very much.  But
don't force me or guide me or try in any way to add to what I'm doing to you
now.

Knowing you were hungry for more I once again continued to cover you with my
lips, forming a tight seal and sucking again.  This seems to please you so.
And again you placed a single hand this time on the crown of my head and gently
pressed down.  Have you gone deaf my love?  Taking my hand and moving yours I
continue, until....

There you go again.  No wonder page 26 of the Cucumber book says "You only eat
Cucumbers when you want to...."

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