At some point the clothes on our back had given way for the nakedness of our bodies to be finally able to meet each other. And it was a battle of who could catch up with the other. Of course I would always lose such a battle but, not without a proper fight. And even though I lose, I don't mind. As long as it's Duke who I'm losing to in bed, I don't mind.
The night is young and our desires are soaring higher and higher. The need to explore each other's naked bodies is driving us both to an insanely pleasurable place and even though we both already know the corners and contours of our various bodies, I love how he can't stop trying to discover anew. Just like me.
He said he wished he had used his mouth instead and somehow I am laying with my back on the chair, my legs spread so wide that J should be ashamed of exposing myself in such a filthy and lewd manner, and he is on his knees with his head deeply buried at that opening between my legs.
