Mr Tongue by JK Honeycutt Page B

carefully part her pussy lips, gently massaging her folds.
    “Fuck me,” she pleaded as he teased her.
    Giving the whipped cream can a quick shake, he carefully placed the nozzle against her pussy and filled her with cream. As she gasped and cried out, bucking against her restraints, he set the can aside and replaced it with the banana, waiting until she relaxed to slowly push it inside her.
    As she moaned softly, he slid the banana in and out a few times before pushing it inside her as far as he could. Then he lowered his mouth to devour her whip cream covered slit, nibbling her clit each t ime he passed it. Pressing against him, she encouraged him to go deeper as he placed his lips against her pussy, sucking the cream and banana back out of her one bite at a time.
    “Mmmm… fuck … me ,” she said between gasps.
    “Yes, ma’am,” he mumbled as he lavished her with licks and love bites , eating the rest of the banana cream pie he had made himself .
    By the time he had finished licking her, she had grown frustrated, pulling at her restraints and growling at him, “Give me that cock, now!”
    Chuckling, he said, “Okay, okay, already.”
    Sliding off the table, he released her ankles and helped her turn over and scoot toward up the table, leaving her wrists crossed and loosely bound with her ass sticking up in the air. When he removed her blindfold, she gave him a p iercing smoldering look as she commanded,
    “Fuck me hard, now!”
    Climbing onto the pool table, he knelt behind her, cupping her buttocks with his hands, massaging her as she wiggled against him. Running the tip of his shaft along her dripping wet slit, he waited until she relaxed and then slapped both her ass cheeks with his palms. Squealing, she gasped,
    “Oh…yes!”
    Playfully smacking her again, he said, “Tell me what you want.”
    Glancing over her shoulder at him, she pushed her ass against his belly and said,
    “Fuck me.”
    “Hhhmmm….I’m not sure I heard you right. Did you say lick me?”
    Sighing in frustration, she pushed harder, trying to take his cock in,
    “No, I said FUCK ME!”
    Pulling back from her just a bit, he slid his middle finger between her pussy lips and twirled it around her swollen clit. Biting her lip, she whimpered and shuddered as he caressed her, begging,
    “Oh…please…do it…already. I need…your cock…ah, God…inside me.”
    With his other hand he reached under her belly sliding it up her ribcage to cup her breast s , gently tweaking her nipple s at the same slow pace that he teased her clit. Unable to fight the rising pleasure within her, she moaned and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his fingers. Sensing her impending orgasm, he removed both his hands, bringing a gasp of dismay from her,
    “No…don’t stop.”
    Gripping her by the waist, he positioned his cock and slid into her slick wet heat, going balls deep. Stopping to keep control of his over sensitive cock, he gritted his teeth as she tightened her muscles around him, not moving again until his urge to come had passed.
    As he pulled back, moving slow and easy, she matched his pace. After giving her three long strokes, he gave her ass a slap again, knowing it would turn her on even more as he let her take the lead. Holding still, he watched her juicy pussy suck his cock in and out as she moved along his length, faster.
    Once she had a fast and hard rhythm going, he grabb ed two handfuls of her long silky hair, wrapping it around his fingers. Crying out in pleasure, she squealed,
    “Oh yes, ride me harder, cowboy.”
    Moving the second handful of hair all to one hand, he slapped her ass and shouted,
    “Giddy up, baby! Ride that cock.”
    Rocking her body faster, she cried out as her pussy began to quiver. Releasing his hold on her hair, Matt put his hands on her shoulders and drove himself into her as hard as he could. As he thrust harder and faster, the sound of his balls slapping against her became muffled by their moans of