To see you erect and excited by me.

I like thinking about it, that it happens just for me. Part of the reason you are getting erect is because you want to give it to me. To let me touch it, and take it firmly and smile and play with you as you watch me have the use of you.

To see me climb up the bed, to rise up over you and lower my head, eyes locked on yours, to kiss all around your open legs, the crease of your thigh the moisture, that warmth just before there's any sweat. The pressure in you as you rise further, the pleasant ache of excited flesh. It makes your heart skip and your legs straighten. You can't look away, you can't stop watching my soft moving arms and breasts. The wet tongue inside my opening mouth. Seeing that is making your fingers grip the bed.

You see me lick the tip, feel it the back of your cock head and the 'v' and the thrill electrifies up your length, you smile you like to hear my soft moan of enjoyment as I appreciate you letting me free on you toying with you.

Kissing, nuzzling and my soft face, warm cheeks caressing your skin my long hair gently falling, sliding off my shoulder onto your leg. You want to hold it and rein me closer. I smile as I see your intention to hold me on your cock. But you're a good boy and only stroke your fingers through the silky hair, as I in turn stroke my nose through your fluff. Eyes shining reflecting your image. Just before I open my mouth to feel how you fill it I take a breath and move the air around your wetness cooling it, you gasp, I surround you lips, tongue closing over you, as I take it.

I wait for the feeling of my soft, hot, smooth throat being touched deeply and the little gag, and as I begin, to let you deeper, my mouth begins to water and it runs down your length, then sucking back over the skin, the heat and the solidity of you. Mmmmmmmm

I love to look up and see my man, to see you, enjoying my attentions. To see the look on your face as I worship your manhood, the part that's makes you a man and can soon make me feel like a woman, a real woman, completed, filled, and fucked and thrilled to be plunged full of your hot cock.

I want you rock-fucking-hard before you push inside me. (Purrrrrr) But maybe it's like earning the rite to be fucked by you, to be loving you, so you will reward my body in the same fashion. Kissing and making me ready too, making my cunt red and swollen before you, in front of you, turned.

Turn me, turn this into a sixty nine! You always say ladies first, but I want to challenge your skill.

The ultimate foreplay before sex, before the meat of you goes where nature intended and before I call out to be filled by your seed, your cum and know myself. The battle to make the other break first, to ride the edge of ecstasy till the other crumbles and begs to be fucked. Or you could just give in and come on this tongue that taunts and tickles and deserves it.

I will know myself again when I feel my lover give me what I want. What I really crave, his intimacy and power, to share that and give mine to him. The most secret side of me exposed, displayed to my lover, trusted to his senses and only for the briefest moment, because that is the pause.

That time just before the orgasm, when I consent to letting go completely, surrendering myself to the moment I asked for, I worked for, I live for.

That's what it is to love yourself, for me to accept that I need this other person, this man, this mate, my lover, here bound to him, to truly be me! Only together are we free. You fucker.