He takes one finger and moves my lace panties to the side. He darts his tongue inside me and the pleasure is almost unbearable. He grabs my hips and pushes his face farther, working my wet sex as if he hasn’t had it in a long time.

“So this is love. True, honest, uninhibited, passionate, vulnerable love"Surrend…”

“Est-ce que je peux avoir cette danse mon amour? May I have this dance my love?”

“Look at me", he says with an intense and dark tone. "I want you to look at me a…”

“Bonjour mon Coeur, Hello my heart.” He is practically purring into the phone.”