Warm Honey Vol. 1: The Last 69

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He wanted me in the 69 position with me on top so that he could watch my kitty get wetter with each lick and nibble. I waited until I felt the first slow flicker of his tongue before I reciprocated with an even lazier swirl of my tongue causing him to freeze momentarily. He began to slowly slide his tongue into my silken walls while I moaned and swirled my hips slowly to his rhythm. He was such a pro at handling me with his mouth that my first orgasm started before I was even ready for it. I tried to swallow his dick as I trembled and released my juices on his lips. He moaned as if he were inside me. My favorite song began to play from the playlist that I created specifically for tonight. I decided to take control of the situation and orally catered to that dick like I knew only I could. He began to smack my ass as he licked and I slurped on his tip making it wet and sloppy the way he loved it.

We were both moaning so loudly that I heard my neighbor’s bed squeaking suddenly. That made us both stop to laugh cuz I swear that couple seems to really go wild whenever he visited. We were still in the 69 position five minutes later when the guy next door must have busted off his load. Poor lady. As usual, her man would be snoring shortly while my clit was still being sucked.

Now on our sides still in the same position, we tenderly brought one another to multiple orgasms that were so on point I cried on the low. He could never know he made me that weak. The fact that he was not my man due to my fear of getting my heart broken again caused me to hide my true feelings. I adored him but I was no fool or maybe I was because the reason tonight was so passionate and we were taking our time with one another was because in two days I would be moving away to Atlanta, GA. He looked broken when I told him but he would get over it. They all had no choice to once I moved on. Am I my own worst enemy? I ask myself this often but having my love taken for granted again ever in life was not an option. In the meanwhile, we will both take one another to paradise while I painfully ignore what feels like his tears on my thigh where his head lay in the perfect angle for his tongue to gobble me up taking me to orgasm once again. I cried out my pleasure as tears now began to form in my eyes and my mind began to fill with memories of our time together.

To be continued…