Spunk Mouth

Unable to resist those nipples, I spiralled the tip of my
tongue inwards until I was licking broad, rough circles around
her nipple, enticing the nipple to new heights. Karen pressed my
head roughly against her breasts and gasped. I started licking
the other breast and then alternated, doing my best to drive
Karen crazy. When she began trying to push me downwards between
gasps and moans, I figured I was getting close. So, I traced my
fingers slowly downwards, just barely touching the skin.
Similarly, I had my tongue arc in lazy parabolas down to her
navel, down to her downy, blond pubic thatch.
Karen’s hips began to arch to meet my tongue and fingers; as
she forced her hips upwards, I moved my tongue and hands back,
prolonging her enjoyment. After arching her back to its fullest,
she collapsed back on the bed and awaited my touch. Her fingers
were slowly massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion
that turned me on even more. I ran my fingers around the edges
of her pubic hair, then caressed her inner thighs, and finally
ran them along her swollen pussy lips. The light hairs between
her legs were slick with sweat and an occasional depending drop
of her nectar. As I moved my fingers around her pussy, Karen’s
legs spread wider, giving me better access.

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