He let them snap back and gave them a pat, enjoying the way the taut mounds shivered.
He got his face down near them and kissed just below the waistband of her garter belt, licking the lower portion of her spine. She whimpered and writhed. He stroked a buttock gently, then slid his open mouth down onto it, grazing the rubbery globe with his teeth.
She panted heavily, and her ass lifted a little, its cheeks splitting apart.
He slid his parted lips to the other buttock and kissed that one. He licked it and nibbled. She writhed again.
He knew what it would take to really set her on fire, and he wanted to do that. So he pinched her buttocks apart once again and burrowed with his mouth into the crack. His flickering tongue touched her ass-hole quickly several times.
Liz was about to come.
