That wet, dripping cunt, has me salivating in seconds.
“God, I’ve missed this pussy,” I confess without a hint of shame. I’m well aware people are around, watching and recording our every move, but I can’t think of the consequences right now.
Just take what you want, Wyatt.
“I’m waiting for you to give me your answer, Xandra,” I remind her.
She blinks a few times, realizing how close my mouth is to her wet entrance.
“I’ll let you eat me out if you answer truthfully,” she whispers.
“Feast more like it,” I quietly comment with the biggest smirk this town has seen before I’m back between her legs and lightly flicking at her clit with his tongue. “And yes. I’m ‘THAT’ fucking excited to taste your pussy, thrust into you until you’re squirming in cream and speak another language once I’m through with you.”
I take this very chance to be right between her legs and lick along her dripping folds to her clit. The way she moans as her head falls back at the sensation the move delivers only encourages me to delve more into this world of pleasure. If I have to learn every technique to acquire sexual gratification from her for all eternity, I most certainly do for as long as it gives her nothing but pleasure.
I might as well be her sex slave. The crazy part is, I’d do it if it meant keeping her sane for the rest of eternity.
“Now, relax and let me dive right in, Darling.”
With no words of defiance, I do exactly what I’ve set out to do the moment my eyes landed on her.
Eat her pussy up.
I do exactly that. My groans are far too loud, just like the slurping sounds I make with my mouth against her slick entrance.
She’s already squirming, fighting to get out of my hold, yet her muffled moans prove she’s enjoying every lick, stroke, and thrust of my tongue that I’m delivering.
There’s no time for foreplay, or I’d drag this out further. Drag it until she’s begging me to free her from the pleasurable cyclone I’m igniting between her thick legs.
I can die happy with how those very thighs wrap around my head as her legs cross along my neck, forcing me to stay exactly where I am.
To finish what I started.
If only she understood just how much I love when she does that. Locks me in and forces me to deal with the problem at hand.
Her throbbing problem of needing to cum right into my mouth.
“W-Wyatt,” she whimpers. Her quick pants, matched with the way her eyes are barely open, proves she’s inching toward euphoria.
I want to take her the whole way. Down the path of no return until she’s quivering in my domain of power. It’s odd how I feel such a level of dominance when I’m able to deliver the pleasure she deserves. Just to enjoy how her whole body reacts to everything I do in these intense moments takes me on a power trip that makes me feel like a whole different person.
Once again, it’s something that only happens with Xandra.
No one else gets this special treatment.
I pick up the pace, inching her closer to the grand prize that’s making every bit of her body grow rigid by the second. Taking the opportunity to look up at the right moment, I’m prepared to watch her come completely undone before me.
Cum for me, Xandra. Give me every squirt of your creamy release.
She can read my eyes, and her body caves not a second later as she cums. It takes her slamming her hands against her lips to muffle the squeak outcry that escapes her parted mouth while her body quivers from the work of my greedy mouth.
Despite her cumming, I haven’t stopped doing my part. I lap her up, making sure to leave nothing behind of her juices. She tastes heavenly. The experience leaves me in my own unique state of euphoria while I try to tame my heavy breathing.
When she lets her entangled legs unravel from my neck, I take one final lick along her folds before sitting back on my knees so I can admire my beautiful Wildflower.
“Damn, you’re beautiful when you come undone,” I whisper as I catch my breath. Proceeding to lick my lips at a snail’s pace, I enjoy how she tracks my tongue’s movement once more.
Like she can’t wait to be fucked by it again.