“How’s that feel, baby?” she asks while staring right into my eyes, hardly breaking from her make-out session with my under parts. It takes mountains of focus just to give her an approving nod as it dawns on me that I’ve been fully slack-jawed almost from the beginning, leaving my mouth practically dried out from the air. I can tell she’s smiling from the movement of her cheeks as she never stops stimulating my anus and perineum with that masterful tongue.
“Good. Okay, can you stand up for me?”
My body responds in slow motion as I try to collect the brain power to process her request.
“Bend over right here...just rest your hands on the table for me, baby.”
I do ask she asks, feeling her pull the chair out of the way once I rise and turn around. I feel her hand reach up from between
