Him....

The very first time I laid eyes on him, I think I stopped breathing for a few seconds...

He had these eyes that looked like pools of melted milk chocolate, this smile that could stop anyone and anything in their tracks, that stocky, but yet strong build of a man that made me want to squeeze and touch him all night long. That complexion that made you want to lick this man til your tongue went raw. He made you want to give it up to him right then and there, but you had to hold your composure since you was in a room full of people...

This is the kind of man that has "The Voice" the one if he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, your panties would be soaked instantly. He got the sexy ass southern drawl to it, nice and mellow when he wants it to be, low and seductive when he's teasing the hell out of you, alittle strong and aggressive when he's hitting those spots.

This man knows what to do when he's in the bedroom...knows how to kiss, where to kiss and when to kiss you just right. He knows what I want the minute we see each other...I want those lips against mine, those hands grabbing my ass and lifting me up to wrap my legs around his waist...him throwing me on the bed, taking off my jeans, moving my panties aside with his teeth and burying his head between my chocolate thighs.

He knows where to go, teasing me with his tongue along the way, making me beg him to go there, but he won't, not until he's ready, not until he has me flowing just the way he likes. His fingers slip inside of me, feeling my pussy tightening, exploring my soft pink folds, before he presses that thick tongue softly against my clit, making me arch up to him, wanting him to play with it, suck on it....TO BE CONTINUED.....