Then, lower still, lower. Anal sex I can fill you getting wetter and I clean your wetness with my mouth, savoring the taste. You brush your lips against my skin as you move up my body, covering me in yours, pressing against me. I take a forkful and raise it to your lips so you can taste. My body drying in the air. Kiss you, attack your lips with mine, with my tongue. The carrot taste is mingled with yours and I am excited by the thought of you, slowly masturbating yourself with this carrot, then sharing it with me. I am incredibly turned on, but can not do anything about it. I feel your fingers urging me to open my mouth and I do. Up to your shoulder, your neck. You take a nipple between your fingers and squeeze, hard. You move away again and roll me back over. Probably setting them on the floor beside me. Well, enough of the shower, time to dry off and get dressed.
