Lover, you know I am your fellatio artist and I thoroughly enjoy making you my sponsor, muse, and artistic medium. Each time I place my warm, soft, wet mouth on your aching cock, I relish the sight of your sparkling eyes gazing into mine with desire and delicious intent for pleasure. The symphony of sounds as I lavish your rigid manhood only adds to the overwhelming sexuality of my lovingly carnal act. My French tipped nails lazily drawing patterns on your thighs before lightly grazing your swollen sac makes you teeter on the edge of flooding my gorgeous orifice with a torrent of my hot seed. Ever perceptive, I grasp your engorged balls, pulling down with the perfect amount of pressure to relax your urge until me and only me grant you that beautiful release. As you groan in approval of my sensual skills, I grin wickedly and you gasp in anticipation of what we both know is next. Wrapping my velvet hand around the girth of your shaft’s base, I flick the tip of my agile tongue in the notch under your mushroom head. You shudder and your hips buck upward instinctual. I let out a demented giggle and resume relentlessly pleasuring you until you beg for your mercy. I stop, but just long enough for you to recover sufficiently for my purposes. With a renewed zeal, I lick and probe that tender spot inducing a heavy stream of your liquid desire. I coo with delight as I lap up the full flow of warm, salty love. As you pant heavily,I press the tip of my tongue into your cock hole, stanching the flood of your throbbing prick. I enjoy the power I exert over you as I let the pressure build and you breath deeply in an effort to fight off your primal urge to cum. Again, I mercifully relent and you surge gratuitous amounts of your desire for me.. Slowly, I slip the sheer cups of my elegant black bra under the curvature of my full, round tits. Guiding your pulsing rod over the top of my warm flesh mounds, you pour your offering to me onto my flawless, soft skin. The thick, warm fluid languidly courses over, down, and between my curves. I lean my head back, my long, blonde tresses gently brush my big, beautiful, round ass and moan with pleasure at this tacitly erotic sensation. Not one to let you linger without pleasuring you for too long, I flash a sexy grin and trace your sensitive head all over my magnificent girls. Smearing liquid desire over my chest until it shimmers in the candlelight of my boudoir. Your cries only urge me on and I press a hard, copper nipple straight into your open tip. Your groans only make me push harder and manipulate my nipple for more intense stimulation. Your dick begins to convulse, but I pull your retracting sac and add a twist to delay your gratification again. I let out a guttural moan and I simply beam as admire my handiwork. I have done it previously, but had been quite awhile. Your liquid desire had transitioned from clear, thin fluid to a pearly, thicker cream. I had edged you to that perfect point that your cum began to leak and mingle with your pre-cum. It oozed from your aching hole at it’s own sedate pace and you lovingly allowed to slip onto my tongue before I savored it’s briny flavor. As you floated in a sensual trance, I witnessed you perform this intimate act of devotion. I could not possibly want you anymore than I do at that very moment. The soft sounds of my delicate fingers massaging my wet womanhood are only slightly muffled by my incredibly tiny, signature black panties. I see the look of pure lust that you are admiring me with and reward your unequivocal loyalty to me. Slipping my fingers from my drenched, pink flower, I lift them to your mouth, allowing you to taste my velvet honey. The warm sweetness that is my essence fills your mouth as you savor its wonderful taste. As I swoon, you push your bulging, veiny rod between my huge, natural breasts, engulfing you in warm, soft flesh. Using my soft, strong hands, I push my full tits together and form a perfect pleasure pocket for your shaft to glide with a silky smoothness. As the engorged head emerges, it almost touches the diamond solitaire necklace suspended around my neck. Playfully I alternate flicking it with the tip of my tongue and sucking the head. You groan and sigh with immense and exquisite bliss as I slip between your mounds. All of this stimulation has caused rivulets of lovers milk to trickle from my copper nipples. As the drops of fall, they land in small splashes on my stocking-clad thighs. Nothing escapes me and I Notice that you are aware of the wonderful gift I share with you. I release your cock from my slick, soft cleavage and I gracefully straddle you . Your tip just brushes in my damp panty, my eyes sparkle as I feed my breasts to you. You suck as much of both of my leaking nipples into your mouth as you cry with ecstasy. Your hands grope my chest while your hungry mouth devours flesh and milk. Now my cries urge you on and you feast on me unabated. I know I will ache with pleasure for days after I offer my breasts to you. Your face is slick with spit and milk before I withdraw my tits from your spirited sucking. I slink back down between your legs to resume my own feast. Balanced atop 6″ stilettos, I vigorously suck you, taking you completely into my very talented mouth. Swallowing all 8″ of your heavy girth, I barely make a whimper. I pop the swollen head and swirl my tongue swiftly to bring your cum to a boil. My velvet hand strokes and twists as you moan incoherently as I bring you closer to climax. Feeling your dick beginning to pulse harder and harder, I take you to the edge…and stop. With a evil smirk, I dangle the diamond on your platinum chain toward and gently bounce it off your tender notch. Each subtle nudge of that 5-carat stone is perfectly calculated by me to bring you just that much closer to exploding all over me. Finally, I make the magic touch that elicits what I want, a torrent of hot, thick cream. The first two ropes rocket upward into my open mouth. The next four, long streams of pearly seed loop onto my heaving chest and land with a satisfying feeling on my silky skin. The final two bursts find their way to my flat stomach, slowly oozing onto my garter belt. you collapse into the chaise lounge and I admire yourself as you do the same. Slick with sweat, pre-cum, milk and hot jizz, my black lingerie askew, you tell me I never looked more sensual and beautiful. Leaning in softly, I wrap your supple lips around your aching and tender cock. Sucking deeply, my cheeks hollow as I draw out the thickest, most tart of your remaining cum. You groan loudly as I complete the act of making you mine again. My latest masterpiece is now complete, as I am coated in pre-cum, lovers milk and cum.
What if there was a special kind of day? If you know me at all, you can guess what would be legal for 12 hours. It would be similar to the movie The Purge but my way. Of course, I say make it 24 hours to get out all those feeling that have been building up inside of you driving you mad. Imagine just going out picking up any pretty package you want and doing whatever demented act you were driven to commit. 
