He teases me,
His tongue dancing across my skin
Wetting it
And making my tits taut.
His breath fanning against my flesh
Making me shiver
And let out a moan.
His fingers dancing skittishly
Teasing my inner thighs
Causing me to groan,
My neediness announcing its presence.
My cunt clenching,
Waiting expectedly for anything to penetrate
But he teases.
Slowly, he teases me,
Making my body heat up,
A rumble starting in the pit of my stomach
And me needing to be touched.
A release my cunt is begging for
But he teases me,
A chuckle and a smirk.
He nudges my clit
Flicking its slit
And lubricating with his spit.
His tongue wrapped around the bud
My back jerking at the new feeling of him.
A shiver,
My cunt quivering at his sudden arrival.
He touches me,
Slowly.
He gauges my expression
And he teases me.
I can’t whine
For it is a pleasure to be teased by my master.
All I have to do is beg for it,
Too stubborn so he teases me.
Teases my sweet cunt
Till it leaks out white juices
And ruins our sheets.
He doesn’t stop,
With me writhing
He still teases me.
All night that is what he does,
He teases me.
