Quila was on all fours, and Thaz gripped her by the hips and tasted her center with his hot tongue. He licked it from her little nub toward her entrance. She gasped at the wondrous sensation it gave her. He then sucked her soft portal, groaning softly, telling her that he enjoyed her flavor.
“Ahh… Thaz!” She heaved. Her hands almost scratched onto the surface of the second wine barrel. She could not hold herself still that she wiggled her hips, and her knees began to buckle.
The Brit’s tongue continued to tease her, pushing the tip into her entryway while his hands were caressing her thighs and hips. He swirled his tongue around her little hood and supped it up now and again. It was totally driving her nuts.
Quila’s upper torso lowered, leaning toward the second barrel as she became bre
