I pressed my head back against the door and closed my eyes at the sensation, but I’ve been waiting for this moment for a very long time that I didn’t want to miss out on anything. I opened my eyes and stared down blindly at his head as he knelt between my spread legs and lapped at my wet cunt, moaning every time his tongue hit my clitoris…
“You like that, babe, don’t you,” he grumbled against my weeping pussy as I calmed down from my second orgasm from his mouth. I could do little else but nod my head. He smiled wickedly and murmured, “Hang on, Liz, you’re going to love this even more.”
He took hold of my left leg and draped it over his shoulder. I waited for his flaying tongue to land on my hole… but it didn’t happen. I looked down and saw him staring at my pussy. “What are you doing?” I managed to croak out hoarsely.
“Shhhh… I’m watching your pussy.”
“Jason, stop teasing me. Just fuck me already!”
“Wait…” He took his middle finger, swiped it delicately against the labia, then pulsed it against the clitoris and around. Panting, I watched his finger grow even wetter… and then he plunged his finger right in. I screamed as his finger delved inside my slit and felt my eyes roll at the back of my head as I felt him suck my clitoris into his mouth.
“Not enough,” I groaned as I showered his face and his hand with my come. “I need your dick, Jason, I need you to fuck me hard. Now!”
I felt him lift my left leg even higher as he stood up and without warning impaled me with his huge, steel-hard cock.