As I run my fingers up her soft silky skin, one thought pops in my head and then I act upon it. Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I lean over and lick her sensitive skin while listening to her beg me insistently, “More. I need you, please.” Her voice gets this whiney tone to it, as she plays the seductive slave act and then she begs again, “Please.”I stop just short of her dripping wet folds before glancing up into her eyes. When I do, she looks at me with such need that I can’t stop now and head on up to where she aches. Flicking my tongue out again, I slowly lick her nub, then I run the tip of my tongue over her opening in a circle. She surprises me when she grabs ahold of my head firmly with both hands and gyrates on my face. I can’t help but laugh, even though it is muffled in her folds so she can’t hear it. However, when she says, “Please, now.” I know what I
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