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In a flash, I slid off the bed and moved to the end, grabbed her foot, and yanked her toward me. Her panties came off without any delay. Not that it mattered, because I had every intention of tearing them from her body if they got in the way.

She closed her bent legs on instinct, but I forced them apart with my shoulders as I bent forward.

“You have a gorgeous pussy,” I told her as I trailed my finger through her swollen lips, playing with the sensitive flesh. “It’s pink and plump, and I can’t wait to get my mouth on it.”

Her words were a garbled mess, but I was fairly certain I heard her utter my name in the midst of them. It didn’t matter though; my focus was on eating her out until she begged me to stop, and then I’d do it again.

The first taste of her wetness on my fingers was like my favorite salty, sweet combination. Straight from the tap though, I quickly found myself hooked on it. Of course, she would have the best tasting cum—as if I wasn’t already addicted to her.

“Mm… delicious.”

My hands joined my tongue as I spread her wide and licked her like she was the best fucking ice cream cone I’d ever tasted. In truth, she surpassed it. My fingers dove back inside her channel, plunging in and out as I crooked them toward the ceiling. My tongue swirled around her clit until Kelsey’s thighs clenched around my head, holding me in place.

“Too much,” she mumbled, and I added a third finger to her sex. Her answering groan was the only sound I needed to know she was enjoying every part of this.

“I need you to come, baby. Let me taste your sweetness.”

“Oh fuck!” she cried out as her hand gripped my hair and tugged. My cock was so rigid I was certain there would be an imprint of my zipper on my skin.

“That’s it.” The waves of her pleasure seemed to start off gentle, then built into a crescendo as she met her pinnacle, and I gently rubbed her pussy as she rode each of those waves, savoring the heat against my hand.

Gradually, I pulled back and watched as her breathing slowed, and she opened her eyes.

“Hi,” she whispered, as if she’d been out of it for days.

“Hi,” I replied, bending down to kiss her again. When I stood up, her eyes darted down to the tent in my pants. My cockhead had slowly worked itself free of the waistband of my boxer briefs and jeans.

Hesitantly, she sat up, reached out, and stroked the sensitive skin with the tip of her finger, and I hissed between my teeth.

“Is it my turn now?” she asked coyly. It was as if her two orgasms had flipped a switch inside her, and now she was ravenous.

“You don’t have to,” I told her. “This isn’t quid pro quo.”

Sitting up on her knees, her breasts swaying with the movement, pulling my eyes toward the swollen peeks, she grasped the button of my jeans and popped it open. The zipper soon followed. “Well, it’s a good thing that I want to.”

Kelsey tugged at the jeans until they sat midthigh and did the same to my boxer briefs, my cock nearly smacking her cheek as she released it.

“You want to know a secret?” she purred as her hand wrapped around my shaft, just below the tip. Agonizingly slow, she moved her hand up and around the head.

“Mmhm,” I responded, my lips sucked between my teeth to keep myself from whimpering like a teenaged boy.

“I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw your dick.”

My jaw dropped. “W-What?”

“Yep. When I gave you that shower, and you were a mean SOB. It turned me on.” She shrugged, then took hold of my hips and in one motion stood up, turned us until we switched positions, then pushed me down on the end of the bed. “Gotta rest that knee,” she told me, taking off my knee brace before tugging my clothes down to my ankles.

“Oh fuck,” I said, closing my eyes as she went to her knees between my spread thighs, grabbed my cock in her little fist, and swirled her tongue around the mushroom head, licking at the drop of pre-cum as it escaped.

“And you know what?”

“No,” I groaned, wondering where this woman had come from.

“You taste even better than I imagined.”

My head fell back on my shoulders. “Jesus Christ.”

“I got myself off that first night, thinking about sucking your cock.” Her mouth enveloped the crown, then slid down my shaft fully until she gagged, before she pulled back, then repeated the motion once again.