Benny’s POV
My cupcake is nervous, I can feel it, but as I sweep my tongue through her soft folds, circling her c**t, her instant reaction to the sensation tells me that she wants this. I’m still not one hundred percent sure that I’m doing the right thing, but I don’t have it in me to deny her again. I tried to talk her out of it, but she wouldn't be swayed, so now, if this is going to halt, the words need to fall from my cupcake’s lips, as with that one taste of her nectar, all traces of my resolve have completely vanished.
I trail my tongue down again, dipping into her entrance, her flavour coating my tongue. I groan in pleasure, she tastes amazing, like the sweetest honey. I drag back up through her folds, finding her hardened nub once more and graze my teeth over the flesh, sucking i
