Massaging against your mound, feeling the shapely curve of your epicentre. It seems to tease the base of your clitoris, filling your mind with nothing but thoughts of how many ways there are to pleasure you, to bring you to the pinnacle, to unleash the inferno that spreads inside.
As you lie there, keeping yourself so helplessly spread out, you try to raise yourself to a closer touch, yet it seems to make it feel even further away.
The flat palm keeps spreading around your mound, teasing against your clitoral hood, making that stiffened clitoris want to pop out… it all makes your legs shake with need.
deep sigh of needing THIS!! I mean, fuck me seriously!
Nothing is better that watching my lover respond to my touch!
A game of touch:
Every 30 minutes you will touch for me for 1 minute, but you have to cum in that 60 seconds! If you can’t reach orgasm you have to wait another 30 minutes and try again. Your not allowed to cum unless you can cum in 60 seconds. Don’t forget when you burst for me I want to hear my name moaning from your lips.
Wanna play for me?
(Source: fearlessknightsandfairytales, via profashionall)
(Source: everyweh, via profashionall)
(Source: ta-ble, via profashionall)









