Her body arched off of the bed at the first touch of his mouth, a long shuddering groan echoing through their bedchamber.  Her already inflamed senses were sent reeling as his tongue slipped inside of her dripping channel, the whole of her body shuddering in response.  Long shapely legs opened wide for him, one of them moving itself up his body to perch itself on his shoulder, the length of her calf resting itself along his back.  Her other leg bent at the knee, the flat of her foot resting on the bed while she leaned her knee out sideways a bit, working hard to remain open to him and not impede his movements.<br/><br/>With her one leg resting on his shoulder, she used the leverage she had to pull him closer to her, long graceful fingers burying themselves in his dark hair.  She whimpered with need as his mouth continued its slow sensual torture of her womanhood, having to close her eyes for a moment and gather her wits about her before she went too soon.  She didn't want this to be rushed, didn't want to have to hurry.  This was a moment where she simply wanted to enjoy the moment with him.  Her hips moved beneath his questing mouth, moving rhythmically up and down while her fingers gripped his hair tightly.