I knew I should tease, I should take my time with kisses along the thigh, or gentle caresses of the lips down there. A kiss would be nice. A series of licks on the belly would be better, perhaps.
But all too often, as with this time, I just can't wait. A soft kiss, right on what there was of her wispy little fiery bush, a wet, slobbery lick up the top of each inner thigh, and a nuzzle of her belly button were all the preliminaries I could manage for Bridget before I dove in between her legs in earnest.
I pressed my lips against hers, redolent with aroma, and hummed gently, letting the vibrations transmit against her p***y. Then I extended my tongue and dragged it from top to bottom, and back up. She was damp and tasted wonderful. I rocked down so I could look up at her and saw that she r
