Flicking my wet hot tongue over each one, in the same motion I used earlier before on your cock. Your body is now covered in the warm oil from your he...d to your toes. The flooding of it, relaxing your body to a complete lump of just ____ flesh. I urge you to roll over onto your back and you do, excitement and anticipation thick in the air of wondering what I might do next. I continue to touch you, adding more oil to my hands once again, to smear it over your chest in widening circles. My hands. “So I take it this means there’s no catgirls in the boudoir?”“Nope. Boudoir shoots are me, nude, and ‘sexay’ as fuck. Catgirls are sexy but they don’t do it the way I do in the boudoir. Their sexiness is more natural, something they exude but not something they are. Sorry, I know that doesn’t make sense, not really, but it makes sense in my head when I’m a catgirl. Don’t argue me, ooman, haha.”“Never thought of it, and as long as you know what you’re doing in front of the camera - and I know. . my love ..." I was unable to continue as his hot lips, and tongue descended on me, licking and sucking in a way I knew so well and craved so often. Somehow his hands were everywhere, stroking my breasts, plunging one, then two, and sometimes three fingers into me as he feasted, and I came for him, again.Returning to me, he kissed me, gently and sensuously this time, sharing the sweetness we had created together. He cradled me close, kissing me gently and allowing me to catch my breath for a. And as you find yourself reading this you can’t help yourself but let go and keep on reading. And now as you read this every word penetrates you deeper and you just find yourself losing into this as you picture how this would have felt for Sonam. It’s like meeting this irresistibly attractive man who knows how to treat you. And every other word which you find to be reading makes on more sense. This may give you butterflies in your stomach as you picture talking to this irresistibly attractive.