Bringing his hands to either side of her pudenda, he stretches her labia outward, making the c******s stand all by itself, to be the victim of his advancing tongue. He lashes the most tender meatus from side to side, repeatedly, rewarding it ever so often with a broad lick only to batter it once more. Doing this to the point that Melody begins to puff air through her pursed, pouty lips, he takes her into his mouth, as much of the p***y as he can fit and licks her quickly, his tongue pressing hard against her flesh.
“Oh, God, you bastard. I can’t quit cumming, you wonderful man,” she screams, with her heels upon his back and her hands cradling his head, she clutches at him for her very life.
His tongue growing tired, he knots it up and begins rubbing his mouth across the face of her p***y
