"Stop Ahh!! Ahh!! Its.... It's..."
So far, one thing was certain, Cassey had never had her honey pot properly eaten.
Under one minute of my head being buried between her cheeks, my tongue going over her pussy lips and pressing into her opening, the woman had begun gasping uncontrollably, her legs giving out.
Grabbing her from the air, I placed her on the couch, her knees on the sofa, and back facing me.
It had been a while, and this morning, I was hungry for some juice, especially one from the cutie at my mercy.
Having her lean forward on the couch's back rest, I dived back into her snatch, my tongue quick to come out and devour her lower lips.
Feelings of pleasure she had never felt and could not describe went through the woman, and she let out words she did not understand.
Anyone unaware of the situation who heard her cries would think she was in danger, but if only they could see her contracting actions.
