turned on as he was.
He lapped at her satin slick folds, nibbling those sensitive lips, tugging gently with his teeth. Her little grunts and gasps urged him on, telling him where she liked his tongue best, how hard. Cat was wild, hunching herself against his tongue, fingers tugging at his hair.
Em didn’t mind. He loved how uninhibited in her passion she was. Unable to keep from testing the slippery sheath of her cunt, he slid two long fingers inside her, twisting his wrist to swirl the digits against her rippling walls.
“Ooh! Em! Yes! Fuck! There !”
He obliged, curling his fingers against the spot that most made her writhe. He sucked the stiff length of her clit between his lips and laved it with his tongue as he pumped his fingers in and out of her wet silk passage. Em teased the tight pucker of her anus with his pinkie finger, toying with the clenched opening. He rubbed his wide tongue back and forth against her pussy, swirling through her folds and over her clit.
Cat urged him on with her feet and hands, pulling him tighter into the V of her thighs. She arched and bucked, rubbing herself on his mouth. He added another finger, slipping it into her slick passage and pressing as deeply as he could. He sucked at her moist, succulent flesh.
“Em!”
“Come for me, Cat!” he murmured roughly against pussy, lashing her with his tongue. She keened out her pleasure, wrapping her legs tightly around his shoulders. Her inner muscles clenched hard around his invading fingers, rippling over him. Em groaned into her damp folds, gritting his teeth as pleasure tingled through him too as her body clamped down on him. His cock ached to feel that slick squeeze.
She kept calling his name in a broken litany as she undulated and gasped. Slowly, she began to relax back against the counter, her breath panting and uneven, her magnificent breasts rising and falling. Her legs slid from his shoulders and splayed bonelessly at his sides.
Em didn’t stop. He eased his fingers gently from her and stroked her slippery folds with soft caresses, interspersed with light laps of her clit with a wet, soft tongue. She groaned as the tip of his tongue played delicately over her swollen clit.
“Em, I can’t... I can’t... it’s too much. Oooh!” She moaned, gasping as he gently flicked just the tip of his tongue against the slick entrance to her pussy. Em stayed there, concentrating on teasing the small opening with only quick, light swirls of his tongue.
“I think you can.”
He chuckled as she once again began to squirm beneath his mouth. He trailed his tongue through every dip and crevasse of her pussy, licking at the slippery, sweet juice that slicked the silken skin. He sucked gently at her lips and the sensitive bud of her clit, easing her back up to aching arousal with the soft touch of his mouth.
The throbbing ache in his cock was in the back of his mind as he knelt between her smooth thighs and lapped at her dripping cunt. Em wanted her as desperate as him before he sank into the heated satin depths of her pussy.
With his mouth tenderly ministering to her drenched folds, Em’s hands were free to caress her thighs, her ass, the fleshy curve of her hip and belly. When he reached her breasts he plucked at the stiff peaks, pinching lightly. He felt the answering flutter of her pussy.
“Yes, Em. Oh, god, baby, lick me! Suck my clit! Christ, your mouth is so good.”
Cat whimpered when he drew back. He nipped her inner thigh. “Hush.” He should have known better than to try and tell her what to do. Even in their short acquaintance, he’d already learned that she tended to do the opposite of whatever he told her. He kind of liked that. She was feisty, for a human.
As soon as he straightened, she pounced on him, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders. Her mouth opened over his, her little tongue demanding as it licked at his
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