“Yes,” I gasp, barely finding my voice, drowning in pleasure.
His touch holds a need so tightly restrained it feels like he’s been fighting himself for hours, keeping control, and now the dam finally broke. My hips tremble when he grabs my skin and pushes me harder against his face, dragging his flat tongue along my slit without pulling away, just licking what he clearly considers his.
I moan his name softly, which only drives him crazier.
On the second long lick, he opens me with his tongue, finding my needy c**t to kiss it with hungry affection. He pulls it into his mouth in a long but gentle suck while spreading me wider with his thumbs. Then his tongue drags in a sensual stroke before slipping inside me, his beard scraping my skin in the most delicious way.
I rest my cheek against
