Lovers Waterfall

“I told you next time I wanted to taste you,” I said breathlessly, rubbing my nose up her matching lace panties, inhaling deeply before planting a kiss at the rosebud at the top. Her moan was my undoing. I bit at the lace, nudging the sensitive nerves with the tip with my nose. I looped my fingers around the top of the lace panties, sliding them down toward the leggings by her ankles. My eyes went molten at the sight of her, utterly bare for me. I spread her knees wide, the leggings acting as a bondage around her ankles. I pressed my hard-on against her core as I went up and kissed her lips deeply, plunging my tongue into her mouth, thrusting myself against the wetness I knew would be there. She moaned into my mouth, unleashing something in me. I dove down and, without warning, licked straight up her center, making her moan louder.

“Kamari, you taste...” I couldn’t get enough. I licked her again and again, lapping up the taste of her sweet, sweet center. I stuck my tongue into her cor