After dragging his tongue across Meline's slit once, Caius trailed his tongue to her other inner thigh, which hadn't yet had the pleasure of being licked clean. He had only just started when Meline felt prompted to lift her leg to give him good access.
With one thigh on Caius's shoulder and the other in the air, Meline should have wobbled, but she remained very balanced without even needing to pull at Caius's hair harder than she already was.
Caius didn't bother himself with the physics, though, as he was far too engrossed in running his tongue across the length of Meline's inner thighs until it was as free of moisture as her other thigh—except for the light trail of his saliva showing his effort—and then he returned to her pussy.
