Origin story of a submissive man

I was doing my graduation then, and living together with this amazing girl four years older than me. She was tall, slim, had curves at all the right places. She was so elegant and always smelled so good. She introduced me to this different world of worship.
She liked to be worshipped orally.
I would massage her long, smooth legs and her beautiful 
Feet. Then I would slowly kiss her toes, suck on each toes with she moaning with seductively. I would lick her soft soles. Nibble, suck on her high arches. She would sign with her fingers to move upwards. I would move my way by kissing and licking her legs. I would give special attention to her thighs. I would slowly lick her clit, increasing speed of my tongue with rhythm of her hips. While aroused she would sit on my face. She liked that a lot. She would move as she liked on my face. I would stick my tongue out for her ass hole. She would ride my tongue with so much passion constantly moaning. I remember her taste and smell. It was intoxicating. Then she would finish on my face. We had many variations of this. She would lay on her back and look into my eyes while I was licking her. Her expression would indicate the pleasure she felt out of this. Some times I would lick her when she was washing dishes or cooking. Then we would have brilliant sex. I derived immense satisfaction by worshiping her. Through out the relationship I was her muse, hers to play with may be I will forever remain hers to play with.

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