Mercedes sat there watching Sedar take his place between her thighs; he looked at ease there, and she gazed at him with hooded eyes as he placed a gentle kiss on the inside of her thighs. His voice was rough and demanding as he peered up at her. "Now, askim." She rested the bottle against her chest, her thumb within the opening, giving her the perfect control of the flow. Observing as the cool amber liquor trickled slowly down her fevered skin, between her breasts, across her abdomen, and dispersed throughout her sex. When his tongue made contact with her clit, she moaned, her sweetly seductive voice filling the room. His flat board tongue licked her up and down, circling her sensitive bean. When he flicked his tongue over her clit, it was firm and pointed, applying the appropriate amount of pressure and speed to bring her to orgasm. "Sedar," she sobbed. "Please don't stop!" She leant back on her elbow, closing her eyes and allowing he
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