He didn't stop. He kept his hips rolling and grinding and pumping into me, and before I knew it, I was rising once again to the heights of ecstasy.
"Eat," I managed to speak between rough thrusts, "me."
With a low, animal growl, Paul leaned down and licked my neck. He sucked the flesh over my pulse and then delivered kisses down my torso, not forgetting my n*****s, which were swollen and fat from his many love kisses.
I spread my legs, and Paul gripped my hips in his massive hands, holding me in place. I mewled in pleasure and anticipation of my husband's expertise with his tongue.
My body tensed and jerked when he swept his tongue along my c**t. I trembled as his mouth covered me, and he began to suck and lick and kiss my p***y. Again I came before he did, but I knew how to remedy tha
