Stroking my hand across my lengthhead, again taunting my Queen...

watching her wanton look with an eager anticipation....

"Look how erect you have made me, my sweet...you alone have done this to me...." "And you shall wait....but, it will beyond your wildest dreams and anticipations.....", I lean, whispering into your ear.....

pulling away, as your head turns, trying to kiss my lips....

My whore plays with the ribbons at your ankle, tracing along your straining skin..

"M'lord.....

she is so beautiful....it's a sorrow to see her teased so....

she becomes wet with desire...", I raise my hand to silence her, motioning her to come closer...she raises to the bed, between your legs leans to me...I whisper, "If she desires....please her......!". With her nod, she returns to her beginnings, running her hands from your waist and down along your thighs.....

Her head slowly leans forward, a tender nibble along the top of your leg, causes your strain to become tighter....

I watch as a hand travels to the top of your bush, you utter, "Marcos, oh GOD, Marcos.....let me have you...". I relent, though only slightly, as I allow your lips to run over the head.... You almost draw me into your mouth...

again I withdraw, a look of bewilderment comes across your face.....

"Await the ultimate.....

await the pleasures...", watching my Whore's mouth comming closer to the apex of your legs....I stop....it excites me so to know that her mouth...

her lips....

her tounge...will soon taste your delcious wonderment....