Some guys -- probably a lot of them -- don't want to taste their own c*m. I'm not one of them. Jackie goes nuts when I do it, and my mother was just the same.
I trailed my tongue slowly up the inside of her leg. "Teasing me, son?" she panted. "You're like me."
I paused when I got to her apex -- her chestnut fur, dark with our mixture; her v****a, open, and red, a white trail running out; her lips quivering. I blew on it lightly, extended my tongue, and pressed my face against her vulva. With my nose against her c**t, I wrapped my arms around her legs, grasped and pinched her n*****s, then began licking inside of her. She came into my mouth, filling it with her wet warmth. It was a full-body affair, from her cries of incoherent joy to her arching back to her hands in my hair, pulling me a
