Crave

• to long for; want greatly; desire eagerly.
• to require; need: a problem craving prompt attention.
• to ask earnestly for (something); beg for.
• to ask (a person) earnestly for something or to do something.

Let me sit you down on the dining room table chair, the one without no arms, with cushioned brown leather. No place for your hands to rest. I grab a pillow and throw it down in front of your chair. I bend at the waist and grab the bottom of your shirt, pulling it over your head and throwing it on the sofa. Allocating my knees to the square pillow on the ground, I undo your belt buckle, and pull at the brass ring that is the zipper, exposing the gray cotton briefs. You lift yourself slightly as I strictly but swiftly pull both items of clothing to your ankles. I look at you, keeping eye contact as I remove both of your boots, and then your pants and underwear completely. I rub my hands together, warming them up for you. I open your legs and whisper "Move down a bit, please,"and gesture with my hands how far. I gently take your balls and guide them over the edge of the chair, pressing my hands against your chest, a signal to stop. In the process of undressing your cock begins to come alive, the blood rushing slowly. I let my fingers graze your inner thighs, moving up to your chest, back and forth as I press my lips against the head of your dick. I kiss all the way down to the base of your balls, where I then allow my tongue to run circles, left to right, until I am back to the tip of your cock.

I focus on running my tongue around the very tip, and trail to where the head juts out just a bit and softly lick in circles. My left hand continues to caress your chest, but my right hands moves to the base of your balls, where I place my hand gently underneath and lift them up slightly. Taking advantage of the fact that you are still not fully erect, I take you into my mouth, all the way in, extending my tongue to lick your sack, all at once. I let it stay there for a few seconds, having done this so many times, that I haven't gagged. I removed my mouth, and as our eyes lock, take you back in, all the way to the back, a gagged moan escaping as I release you again. I begin to use both my hands now, massaging your ball sack, the other on your shaft, following my lips as your dick slides in and out of my mouth. I stop, reaching behind and above my head, releasing the pony tail, allowing my curls to flow free. I grab your hands, once idle at the side of the chair, now being put to good use I place them to each side of my head. You instinctively run your hands through my hair a few times, until you find the perfect place to hold on to. And then, because we knew we were ready, you shoved your dick into my mouth. Working in intervals, you ram it in hard and fast, and when you feel you've teased me enough, you choke me with your dick until I push away, strands and bubbles of saliva coating your shiny cock and my chin, dripping onto the pillow below.

You go to remove your hands from my hair, and I lock them there, taking your entire sack into my mouth, my tongue exploring the lines and wrinkles, during which my right hand was free to jerk your slippery cock. I hear your moaning, and as the time progresses, you find it more and more difficult to hold my gaze for long amounts of time until finally, you close your eyes completely and fall in. I shift my body, moving closer into you, taking your cock with both my hands and working them feverishly jerking on the shaft while my tongue swirled around the head, every so often pushing past and back unto familiar space at the back of my throat. Minutes and seconds blend together, until I feel a massive surge of energy from the thick veins of your dick, and the warm liquid fills my mouth. I swallow it all as it comes, my mouth remaining on the edge of your head until there is not a drop left. I lay my head on your thigh and lightly trail my fingers on your body, my craving satisfied.

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