Dear Juicy

Dear Juicy…
I love you.
He loves you.
We love you.
But who do you love?

It’s me, right? I take care of all your friends.

It was just last night that I played with your pedicure toes and passionately kissed them.  My hands, lips, and tongue worked their way up your ankles, and calves.  I know they enjoyed it because I could feel your feet locking behind my head as my lips and tongue made music on your sensitive thighs.  I assumed the heavy moaning and breathing I heard as I placed warm, soft kisses on your stomach, while my hands played a melody with your nipples were sounds of pleasure.  As our lips talked in their own private language, they told me that they enjoy us telling each other secrets that no one else knows.

I always take very good care of your friends.

Dear Juicy…
I love you.
He loves you.
We love you.
But who do you love?

What does he do for your friends? Nothing.
He doesn’t even take his time with you.

He brags to me how when he’s swollen, and aching to get in, he lets you know by tapping on your clit and your legs accommodate him by opening up and you spread your lips for him to see you in all your glory. He aims and pops his head inside you, then his long shaft in one deep thrust motion.  No easing himself in… no allowing your walls to adjust… he just knocks down the walls and demands to be let in.

He brags how your breasts enthusiastically bounce up and down while he’s fucking you.  He boasts how his warm, hard, thickness pumps deep inside you, back and forth… how his mushroom shaped head plunders you and squirts his pre-cum inside you.

He told me he can’t get enough of hearing you tell him how good he feels… how you belong to him… and no one has ever fucked him like you do.  He laughs cockily as he fucks you with reckless abandon, listening to you squirt, and letting your tight, wet walls take him over the edge.

His arrogant ass tells tales of how you grab and milk him, cling tightly, and devour his seed while demanding more and more.  No romance.  No passion.  Just beating it up, like a UFC fight.

Just to show you I’m not hating, I’ll admit he gets your friends involved… a little.  When he’s inside you, your mouth lets out primal moans and screams…  your eyes roll into the back of your head and your face contorts into an undeniable picture of pleasure. But even then your nails still dig into MY skin – not his.  He does alright by them, he still doesn’t get down how I do.
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Dear Juicy…
I love you.
He loves you.
We love you.
But who do you love?

Don’t forget that not only do I take care of your friends, I take care of you.

Don’t you love it when my mouth finds your molten center? Doesn’t it feel good when my tongue caresses your pussy lips, sliding up and down, enjoying you like the world’s sweetest lollipop?  The shivers you send to your friends as my tongue rasps you, flat and wide, causes them to squirm and makes your legs seize my head into an unbreakable headlock.

I love you with my hands as well.

They cup your ass to lift your hips, so that I can permanently lose my tongue inside of you… lunging it forward as far as it could go and deliberately sliding it out… filling my mouth with the taste of you.  Just when you think it possibly can’t get any better, I curl my tongue inside you and it sends a wave of pleasure throughout your body so strong, that you damn near sit upright.  That turns me on even more.

My nose breathes in and out on your clit, taking in every ounce of your pleasing aroma.  The combination of simultaneously tasting, smelling, feeling, hearing, and seeing you and your friends makes me lightheaded but my tongue continues to pump in and out, squishing loudly inside you, mercilessly mining you for your delicious cum.

Your friends try to be tough but it’s useless.  As you give me the thunderous release of the warm, smooth, musky liquid across my tongue that I’ve been waiting for; your mouth cries a joyful surrender and your body shakes uncontrollably.

He doesn’t do you like that, does he?

Dear Juicy…
I love you.
He loves you.
We love you.
But who do you love?

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My life is dedicated to educating and empowering others to make healthy relationship choices. I write about, and answer questions about relationships in my never-ending quest to help people stay in love long after they've fallen in love.