My Notes from Social Studies

Your hands wrap around my thighs, keeping me steady. I kneel above you. Your mouth brushes my lips making my skin tingle. Hot mouth, wet tongue: delicious.

My hands run through your hair. Your teeth peel away my underwear. Your breath hot on my thighs. Your eyes catches mine, you shut them as you kiss me.

Your tongue snakes inside me and my grip tightens, pulling on your hair. the tip of your tongue teases my clit. You look up and see me:
eyes pinched shut, lips parted, gasping.