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body was artfully sculpted. Every muscle was clearly the result of a man who devoted his life to transforming his body, painstakingly sculpting himself into a perfect masterpiece.
    I was lost in ecstasy, lost in desire, and lost in lust as his hand slid up to my lower abdomen. I loved the way his warm hand rested there; it felt so thick and masculine against my soft, perfumed skin. I wanted him to touch me all over. Everything he did to me felt like magic.
    I cried out as I felt his soft thumbpads trace all the way up my labia, holding my slick walls apart as his soft tongue pressed deeply, hitting my spots with precision and sending chills up and down my spine, legs, and arms. Naturally, my body began shaking, my hips rolled into his hot mouth. I wanted more. I needed more. This felt so damn good, every single ounce and lick of it.
    “Relax…baby. I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll never say bye to me.”
    “Why…why would I want…”
    “Shhh….”
    His hands slid up my abs to my breasts and he cupped my breast. His tongue trailed all the way around my silk lips, this time teasing me denying my clit the direct attention it craved, but I didn’t care. It was sweet torture, and an experience I wanted to remember forever. Speaking of forever, this never ending moment felt like it would last forever.
    It was a feeling I welcomed one thousand percent.
    Up, up, up and around he swirled his tongue, stopping right before the hood of my clit. My body yearned, needed, pleaded for his touch right on that heavenly sinful spot.
    “Ramon…” I gasped. “Baby…”
    He continued his tongue tease, letting it drag all around my juicy opening, his thumbs still keeping my lips partly opened to give him full intimate access to my clit. A good move, I realized. I’d never been licked like this before. And I’ve never had this sensation either—high and oral sex. They should make that a t-shirt!
    My clit was aching to be touched again and I knew he knew it. My sweet spot begged, screamed, and pleaded for attention.
    “I need you there. There!”  I tried to move his head where it needed to be, but he resisted.
    “Oh I’ll be everywhere, baby. I promise you that.”
    His hot kisses trailed down my inner thighs. There wasn’t a place he didn’t explore with his tongue and he had me going absolutely insane.
    I couldn’t breathe.
    I couldn’t think.
    I simply melted like butter, captive to his hot, wet mouth and naughty tongue, a willing prisoner of paradise under the care of his angelic ministrations.
    He licked around my walls once more, taking his sweet time before placing gentlest tap imaginable and kissing my clit so softly.
    I moaned and clutched his hair between my fingers. I ached so bad my hips bucked up into his mouth. He licked me so slowly and innocently before swiping my clit with a firmer touch with his thumb.
    “Oh my god… my god,” I gasped. “Ramon!”
    “Shhh…relax. Just relax.” His hand rested on my lower abs again and could feel my muscles tensing. “I want you to feel every ounce of pleasure.”
    He slowly licked up my clit before following it with a swipe of his them. The pressure was just right. I felt the heat rising in my chest and I knew I was about to cum right then and there.
    He pampered me with one giant lapping lick, his full flat tongue pressed against every portion of my swelling, quivering sensitivity before swiping up over my tingly knob with his firm thumb. Lord! He knew exaaaaactly what to do, which button to press. I couldn’t take it much longer. I bit my bottom lip and felt ripples of desire build up inside me.
    Another long, slow liiiiiiiick … covering every sensitive fiber that screamed with lust along my swollen nob. I ached inside, longing to be filled, longing to be released. As the tip of his tongue made its way to the top edge of my clit, a masterfully pressed thumb pad with the perfect amount of pressure followed suit. One thumb