My hands are massaging your arse cheeks as you bob your head up and down on my cock. Because all of those things together made up who you are. I continue this for a little bit and then stand up so I can kiss you properly. Good because you were small, and hot, and tight, and wet. The position. I gently rock in and out of you, and just keep a rhythm so you can get used to this unusual position. Except this time, once it is lined up, you sink down on it quite quickly. It always feels so good when you use your hands on me, I have often told you that you have just the right touch, just the right amount of pressure to know what feels good. Your hands have grabbed my cock and you are stroking me as you lap at my balls and occasionally reach up for a lick right along my entire length. Your head is back and your eyes are closed again. I lie down and hold the top of your legs with my hands and then lick you from the bottom of your pussy up to the clit, and I feel your body tense up slightly and hear you go “mmmm”.
