“Oooooohhh! Yessssss!” Cindy wailed.
She was enjoying herself.
Cindy thrashed, wiggled, trembled, bucked, shuddered, jacknifed, and uttered many a melodious orgasmic cry as I tongue-f****d her to the limit. My face, from forehead to chin, seemingly melted into her, wallowing in the tart juices she expelled.
The major event rapidly drew nigh. Using both hands to spread her legs apart further still, she simultaneously raised herself, pressing hard against me.
No matter how frantic, every oral caress I bestowed on Cindy was done lovingly, gently, and with a most tender desire to please her. I did this knowing that Vivian was there for me, and with a nudge, nod, or whisper, supervised the action. When the cue came to redouble my efforts one final time, I went at it with professional verve.
