But tasting her juices on my fingers didn’t suffice. Sex Not a moment too soon, I felt my own build up reach its apex, and I stood in front of her and shoved my cock directly into her mouth. I ran my tongue up to her clit and began to tickle the bulge with lascivious intent. Which, to be fair, was pretty much a marble stone right now. Alternating my thrusts and licks between both sensitive openings must have done the trick to get my baby off, because before I knew it, a puddle of her juices began to formulate on the sheets. I knew she’d love it, but there was no need to deliver on that action so fast. The louder she yelped, the faster I tugged. My eyes fell upon her grinning lips and I finished the deed by sliding my middle finger down the length of her labia. My hands fell atop her ass and squeezed her cheeks. I watched her shadow creep underneath the bathroom door, followed by a deliberately slow turn of the knob. I immediately cupped her supple tits and tweaked her nipples until they were erect as my dick. Her ass instantly hoisted up in the air, and her legs spread wide apart.
