His kiss, no longer the fevered expression of passion, felt so personal. She vowed to sate him and quell her own longing until the point of exhaustio.... She longed to drift into a peaceful sleep with his girth inside her as they slipped into unconsciousness. Easing from her prone body, he gathered her into his arms. Silently, she comforted his exhaustion with a reassuring hand on his chest and felt the cadence of his heartbeat. Nothing else mattered; no one had a claim on how they felt. No. I loved licking your jewels....watching the skin around them, firm up so tight, that we both thought you'd explode....but no…NO......You had control of yourself the ENTIRE night! You knew exactly what you were doing, every move....every caress and nibble...every flick of your tongue....you knew what you were doing...and Why you were doing it!After what seemed like agonizing hours of shared pleasure....an introduction (so to speak)....where we absorb each other...exchange pleasure and join in. You know, and need, what is ahead. So, as I crawl to you across the room, you lower your boxers down and off you, and Little Danny, at full salute, is waiting for me when I get there.I guess my before-dinner “bottle” will be something different I am sucking on.Yes, I am on you in a hot minute. Taking as much of you as I can into my mouth. Then, backing off a little to just suck on your glans. Like I suck on my bottle. The sensation is amazing. Yes, you love to have someone take you fully. I was hooked on my own powerful orgasms, and feared the day when our parent would start to surmise what I was doing at night, would become a reality and separate us.I only did it one way, with my back to him, penetration was easy and controllable, as very little movement was required on my part, once he was fully inserted inside me, vaginal contractions and squeezing his cock, was the way I achieved my gratification, and no, I never felt shame or embarrassment.When we moved to a new house and.