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“Is this where you touch yourself Brooke?”

“Maybe I should look somewhere else?” She lets out a moan as I move my finger into her slit, feeling, enjoying the wetness with which she receives me. With my forefinger just inside her slit, I bring my middle finger to join the pleasure. The feeling of her wet warm pussy on my two fingers as she looks down on me is a delicious arousal. I pull back the two fingers and taste them in my mouth. The sticky, flowery, nectar sends my brain into a spin of pleasure. She watches me with sultry eyes.

“Brooke, you taste like heaven.”

She pulls my hand back to her inner thigh and this time I know where to go. I rub the fingers all the way to her wet slit and push them further into her. She rewards me with a sudden moan that speaks of pleasure. My two fingers are tightly clasped with the walls of her pussy, and I am searching for that magic place, the place most sensitive to pleasure and desire and wanting. I move my fingers against her inner walls in a circular rhythm.

Today truly for the first time in my life, I give thanks to Thomas Edison for inventing the light bulb. The light from the lamp above grants me the joyous view of the glorious event unfolding between Brooke’s gorgeous inner thighs; my long-wet fingers sliding in an and out of her slit, exposing what has always remained hidden, the beautiful glistening folds of light pink and dark pink flesh as my fingers rub and pump.

I know she is reaching a point of no return. I take my fingers out of her with a slick sticky sound which arouses me to yet another level.

“Brooke, you taste as beautiful as you look. Do you want to taste your juices on my fingers?”

She nods with a sexy compliance. I bring my two wet fingers covered in her love juices to her mouth and then poke her lower lip with my forefinger, drawing them back to my mouth.

“Sorry, that’s for me.” I lick the two fingers tasting her sweet salty wetness. “Sorry but some things are difficult to share.”

I push her apart again, and this time bending my head between her thighs, I bring my tongue on to her waiting pussy. The feel of her soft mound on my tongue is sublime. My tongue wants to play, take her every quivering drop.

I slide my tongue along the crease of her inner thighs, the sides of my tongue touching her pussy. She turns sideways instinctively so that my tongue touches her wet center.

Now is the time to find my reward, her reward. Using my hands to stretch her pussy, I stab my tongue at her slit.

“Oh gosh.” She lurches forward. I bring my hands to stretch her pussy, bringing my tongue downwards while still in her. Slowly and softly, I lick my way upwards, and upwards. The hidden spot finally reveals itself as my tongue collides with her clit.

“Oh my…” She moves from side to side, but I have found my reward, what I was looking for.

My tongue does the dance of hard and soft pushes around her clit. My tongue draws shallow circles around her clit and then deeper with a stronger tongue letting her moans and cries guide me.

Her flesh is heavenly wine. “You are so beautiful Brooke. I can taste your beauty.”

I am lost in her hidden world; my tongue is the explorer for treasures of wet glistening flesh to be found everywhere. She is so wet, her juices trickle down my chin.

“Sorry,” she says.

For what? For making me the luckiest man in the universe?

I have no reply for her insane and unneeded apology other than to lick her inner thighs. First the right and then the left to thank her for opening this heavenly world to me. I bring my tongue back to where it matters most and deliver a lick on her slit. My eyes are close enough to see a small drop of glistening wetness on her slit. Using my tongue forcefully I drive my tongue into her, I lick my way up again to her clit and let my tongue graze over it.

She gasps in pleasure. I continue with deep licks, her pink flesh collecting more and glistening juices, and then I drive my tongue closer and closer to her clit. She is moving her hips letting me know where I can add deeper pressure and where I should go light. She grabs the hair on the back of my head, helping me pleasure her inner flesh with delicious warm licks of precision.

I can feel her pulling my hair in a frenzy. I want to make the most of the time I have left and withdraw my tongue to give her a kiss on her inner thigh. I want her to know.

“Brooke, you taste so good, I could lick you forever.”

Her body is already moving to accept what is coming. I give her a deep lick on her pussy, thanking it for all the pleasure it has given me. I kiss and lick the slit and enter the heavenly space between her fleshy walls, licking her shallow and deep, left and right All the Way Up to her swollen clit. My hands are cupping her ass and I push her into me allowing my tongue to go deeper into her flesh. I surround the clit with my tongue, sucking on it.

“Oh Ethan!”

“You are so beautiful Brooke, like a forbidden juicy fruit. Your smell is heaven.” I rub my face into the flesh of her inner thighs as she grinds and rubs back. Her body goes a little stiff and I have my tongue out painting whatever part of her skin comes to me with my wet tongue. I am rewarded with another lick of her warm center and my tongue now finds her clit again, sucking on it, licking it hungrily, wanting to never part with the red pinkness surrounding it.

“Oh yes, Ethan, there, there yes!”

I groan with pleasure into her flesh as she lurches forward, locking my head between her beautiful, gorgeous thighs.

She cries out in protest every time I lick her outside her clit. She is ready. I kiss her up and down her pussy, but she is now adamant.

“I want your tongue on my clit, Ethan!”

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