88. Wet Cave

Abby’s POV

"I want you to sit on my face. Abby, you have to do that. Don't make me say it again." He said in a hoarse voice; his eyes had me in a trance. Then I slowly got on top of him and spread my legs so he could see my wet little cave. Even though we had sex so many times that I lost track, this was the first time I sat on his face and waited for his hot tongue to touch my sensitive part.

He pulled me up to his face, and I folded my legs tightly, but he spread them out and plastered a sweet smile at me. Oh! He looks so handsome and hot at the same time! I'm swooning!

"N-no….I mean, yes?" Redness flushed my cheeks, and I felt myself sighing and getting hotter.

"Close your eyes...." He put his mouth on my clit, and his hot, wet tongue licked it slowly while his thumb rubbed my clit in a very pleasurable way.

He slowly rubbed my folds and he whispered. "You are so wet…but if you don't like it, I'm going to stop—"

"Please... Don't stop." I let out a few muffled gasps and moaned as l