When you find out that the person you’re with is a deep throating queen, doesn’t your life gets just a little bit better?
I want to taste you. Every sweet inch of you. Filling my mouth, and flooding my senses. Savoring the taste of you on my tongue and relishing the desire that pools between my legs. I want to hear you. At last, groaning, and crying out. Calling my name and running your fingers through my hair. Throwing your head back, a smile playing across your lips, knowing you’re with a deep throating queen.
I love the times when we start, and you’re soft and malleable. Maybe I take you in my mouth to wake you in the most pleasurable of ways. I get to roll you around on my tongue, toying with your growing cock filling my mouth. Feeling your desire strengthen, and grow. I know that as your arousal expands, so then will your pleasure and cock. I love getting to take my time and enjoy you as much as you find yourself enjoying me, your deep throating queen. At last, our mutual gratification and satisfaction.
At the same time, I love when we come together hard and fast, colliding.
In those times, I know you are in the driver’s seat. When you’re guiding me while you fuck my mouth, and fuck my throat. Those times I drool all over you. You feel my throat, narrow around the head of your cock. You feel my tongue hitting your balls and see my eyes water and tear. Your hands in my hair, clenched and holding my head exactly where you want it. You’re not only in the driver’s seat, but you’re also actively seeking the destination you desire. An explosive outcome, as large and forceful as the big bang. Even still, a deep-throating queen has needs, and I am also starving desperately for your praise. That satisfied look on your face gives me the pride and knowledge of a job well done.
A deep throating queen relishes in your pleasure.
I want it, and I crave it. The taste of your lust across my tongue, and sliding down my throat. The undeniable salty gift of your need. A deep throating queen that wants you to use me. Finally to fuck me and to be joined with you. Explicitly feeling your velvet covered steel cross my lips, the gateway to both of our pleasure. You expertly feed both of our desires. You’re stoking the flame until we both burn with need and want.
My lips, the second set, wet, dripping and aching. And as you fuck my mouth, my pussy aches, and throbs until I can’t take it anymore. Gagging on your cock, the walls of my pussy clench together furthering my own lust. I imagine what it’s like to have you buried inside of my warmth the way you’re bathed in my saliva, your deep throating queen. With each thrust, I anticipate what is going to come next. The ways you’ll touch my body, your fingers parting my folds. Feeling how wet I am for you and aching for your touch. Waiting for you to brand my body the way you have my mouth. Do you like it when He Has Control of my Orgasms? Cum on over to my Phone Sex Hotline!
