And if her answer doesn’t shoot straight to my cock.
I’m a breath away from having a case of blue balls.
“You want my mouth on your clit?”
“Oh, God, yes.”
I was eager before, but now I’m dying to pull my cock out, align it right at the entrance of her pussy, and shove it deep inside of her.
Not until she gets her pleasure.
I pull my fingers from her pussy and bring my palm down on the fleshy globe of her other cheek.
I slap her.
Her ass jiggles beautifully. It’s only fair I give both cheeks some attention. I’m breathing hard as I admire my handy work.
Even with the A/C, sweat dotsmy brow. I’m turned on like a light switch.
I stand up, kick the ottoman aside and I drop to my knees behind her. I grab her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, taking in her pretty glistening pink pussy.
Satisfaction coursing through my body. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
“Rhett, I’m going to combust if you keep talking like that.”
“Don’t expect it to stop anytime soon,” I say. “I’m just getting warmed up.”
She lets out a low grunt.
Her juices cover her pale inner thighs and her clit is engorged, peeking out for my mouth.
She’s ready for me.
I lean in and run my tongue from her clit to her pussy hole like I did earlier with my finger.
“Mother of God.” She’s loud.
Thank God there are no neighbors around.
I lap up her slickness, swallowing her dripping musky sweetness, relishing every drop. With each lick, I ravish her pussy with more fervor.
All this just for me.
I pull away from her. “I want you to spread open for me.”
“More?”
“More.”
Her body shifts.
I look up and meet her gaze.
“How much more?”
“I want to scoop up all your sweet juices, so as much as needed so I can get my tongue nice and deep.” Her jaw drops. “Come on. Wider.”
Carina’s legs shake as she spreads them further apart.
