A sweet, submissive girl you can pamper

From Create Your Own Story

"Sweetheart, I don't want you to be nervous anymore, all right? You came to the right person. I'm going to treat you like a lady tonight," you assure her.

She smiles gratefully. "Geez, you're making me blush! Okay, that sounds nice to me!"

You lead Valeria over to the couch and sit down with her. She closes her eyes, and you lean in to peck her on the nose. She giggles, and you capture her laugh in your mouth. The two of you kiss slowly for awhile, and she makes little feminine noises. Your hand goes up to her silky, wavy hair, and you hold the back of her head gently while you swirl your tongue around hers. She gasps and moans when you move down to her neck, holding your head against her. You nibble at her jaw and lick the hollow of her throat. "You smell amazing," you tell her. Her palms start to stroke your chest tentatively, so you take off your shirt.

She trails light kisses down to your abs. "Good?" she asks you.

"It's all good," you tell her, "anything you want tonight, baby."

"Make love to me, then," she says earnestly. "I want to feel like a desirable woman."

You hold her hips, feeling her full curves, and she pulls your head down to her cleavage. You feel her fluttering hearbeat as you bury your face in her full, plush breasts. Running your hands up under her shirt, you ask "Is this okay?" She bites her lip and nods. You cup your hands over her bra and hear a quiet "Oh," as you kiss her soft stomach, playing lightly with her navel piercing. She pulls her shirt off over her head, then reaches back to undo her brastrap. When it falls off, she cups herself modestly. You put your hands over hers and pull them out, pushing your face into her bare cleavage. She gasps and moves her hands to lightly scratch your back, so you start playing with her exposed nipples.

"Mmmm," she hums as you gently tweak one and suck on the other. You feel like you have an iron bar in your pants, and you pull them off to get some relief. She looks down at the bulge in your boxers curiously.

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