Oh, god, she thought, please let him lick my c**t soon, I’m just dying here. And then, as if in answer to her prayer, the point of his tongue curled itself around her c**t, circling slowly, delicately, bringing her up to the very brink of orgasm but then holding her there until she thought she must cry out, begging for relief, and suddenly he took her over the edge and she moaned with pleasure.
When her body had ceased its writhing, he turned her over, lifting her hips up till she was kneeling, forcing her head down and pulling her backwards till she rested on the edge of the bed. She heard him unzip, felt his hands again on her hips, then grunted as he speared her with his c**k, jamming himself right in up to the hilt. He began to f**k her relentlessly, almost cruelly, his c**k hammering
