By the time she has finished kissing her way up my inner thighs I’m about ready to beg her to touch my pussy but I don’t need to because suddenly I feel her blow across my wetness the soft tickling sensation making me gasp and like she had been waiting for that she finally brings her lips into contact with my sex making me moan loudly at the unfamiliar yet intensely pleasurable sensation. Japanese sex “Hey, what’s wrong?” She asks wiping away my tears with a touch so gentle that it feels like being caressed by a feather. “Why not? “I don’t care if it’s two miles, two hundred miles or even two thousand miles, I love you Riley and nothing will change that.” Her words make me cry even more because I believe her and I start to feel a slight twinge of hope.
