Christian Barnes

I returned the favor. I couldn't seem to feel enough of my partner's body. I grabbed, stroked, fondled wantonly. Somehow, I knew this was going to be a night I would never forget. My legs opened enough to admit a questing hand. My breath caught in my throat as I felt the hand cup itself along my most sensitive spot. I reveled in the feeling of it as lips kissed their way down my body to take the place of the hand. My hand took a fistful of hair so I could guide my partner through the proper technique. I needn't have worried as I felt first light kisses, then an expert tongue hit all the perfect spots. My breathing grew heavy as my excitement built. I needed this release, but suddenly I grew impatient. I released the