It was a nice delight to experience. I groaned as he did it again. And again. He licked at me with hunger. I shuddered, enjoying this delight so much. I quivered bent over the little table, my orgasm building in me.
"s**t," he muttered. "Tastes so good."
"You feel so good," I whispered. "Mmm, make me cum."
He flicked his tongue over my c**t, doing such a good job of that. He would make me burst. I couldn't wait for all that pleasure to sweep through me. Every time he stroked my bud, I came closer to bursting.
It was this naughty button that I loved that he pressed over and over again. It was such a rush to have him stroking me. My heart pounded in my chest as he stroked over my c**t. Then he nibbled on it.
His whiskers rubbed on my p***y lips.
That was a wonderful sensation. I loved
