I lie my Irish bf on the bed and slowly take off his dressing gown. Both our hearts are racing, the excitement is unbearable. We gaze into each others eyes before I stroke his crotch. I stroke his smooth, fruity aromatic hair. My lips touch his, then my tongue glides further down his chest, my tongue like a lizard.
My mouth wrapped around his bepis, slowly, gently, so so softly, up and down,. His warm bepis thrusts in-between my gums, saliva running down my chin, my Irish bf moans with pleasure, he wants it, I need him. He bites his lips and says "Please, please do it some more". Slurp slurp " Oh baby".