Parable

When I first realized my fantasy I felt resistance. While he was kissing and caressing my most intimate parts, I felt his cock in my mouth and pictured him. With her. With this stunningly beautiful young women - this strange, young lady, passing by on the streets hours ago, looking me straight into my eyes and leaving behind a tiny question mark. I felt his soft lips and hot breath massaging my clit and saw them through my inner looking glass, him kissing her, fucking her wild, both in pure, infinite pleasure... driving my voyeuristic self crazy until it becomes too much and she becomes me again and there is no resistance left.