Gia
A soothing tongue was lovingly lapping at my clit and sliding through my p*ssy lips. My eyes popped open, but I couldn’t be disappointed that I couldn't see because, right at that moment, a blissful orgasm shot through me. My body arched and I cried out. My legs shook on the shoulders of my loving fiancé, as he moved his tongue in and out of my sore p*ssy.
As I came down I felt him climb over me and settle himself between my legs. I arched into him whimpering. I was really sore, but still h*rny.
“No, no baby. We need to let your pretty p*ssy rest. I abused it a lot yesterday, and it was your first time.”
“I want you though, and what about your pleasure?”
“Don’t worry about me. How are you feeling today?”
“Besides wanting an ice pack for my poor abused p*ssy?”
He chuckled
