Her breaths came in pants, body rocking against my face. I added a third finger, stretching her, feeling the velvety heat.
"Your pussy is so tight, mom. I am gonna love the feeling of making you cum on my tongue."
I flicked her clit rapidly, then sucked again, drawing it between my lips and nibbling softly.
Her free hand braced the counter, the other yanking my hair. "I'm close, son. Keep going at it like a thirsty man. Keep eating my pussy and sucking my juices!"
More flooded out, and I drank greedily, swallowing every drop, my throat working as I lapped her clean only for more to seep.
I varied the pressure, sometimes gentle laps, other times deep thrusts with my tongue replacing my fingers. Her clit throbbed, engorged, and I focused there, sucking and circling until her thighs clamped my head.
"I am cumming!" She shattered, body convulsing, pussy spasming around my fingers as a gush of fluid squirted into my mouth.
