His tongue circled it hesitantly, teasing her, until her hips thrust up into his face and she voiced hoarse commands, demanding that he pleasure her. Smiling broadly, he bid his tongue dance upon her sensitive c**t, lips pulling and suckling at her button until her hands were locked on his scalp, her heels beating a frantic tattoo on his back.
Suddenly she arched upward, her panting voice lost in a keening wail as she thrashed beneath him, trembling with the force with her release.
Quick as a flash he had turned her back over onto her chest. His hands slid under her belly, reaching up to cup her breasts, fondling her as he split her sheath with one sure plunge.
If she thought that she had known pleasure before, it was nothing compared to this. He spread her thighs wide, the hard muscles
