Mia's POV
"Come for me," Thomas says in a low growl before his tongue explores the curves and folds of my slit.
His words act like the catalyst that I need and all of the pressure that has built up within my core explodes all at once. Thomas moans deeply up against my p***y and he wraps his arms around my thighs. He f***s me with his tongue until I am a quivering mess on the bed.
Running his tongue from the bottom of my slit to the top one last time, Thomas looks up at me and smirks. "You seem winded," he says while he wipes my juices from his mouth and chin with a swipe of his hand. "Don't tell me that you are spent already."
I look at Thomas who is now standing between my legs stroking his massive c**k with his hand. As I watch him pleasuring himself I imagine that it is my
