a dance of gasm

My tongue trapes over your body as you moan gently. The soft in breath, the shallow breath out as I nip at your delicate garden of Eden, trimmed and edged... Your fingers meet my mouth as I gently suckle your erect nipple. Your finger tips now satiated with wetness from your internal flow..More you whimper, more...You mound now grasping my face from above as you now sit a top of me.. Deftly I stroke your rim with my free hand and you bare down on me... Your breathing quickens and you writhe around sliding on my face as your wetness starts to turn in to a flow that sends you into another universe as your creamy nectar floods my face and mouth...You cumm hard..suffocating me...I die in you orgasmic overflow......

GAZ...A Little writing...covid safe...