I felt her stuff a pillow under her head. I gave her no time to prepare herself, and took her clit into my mouth as she adjusted her position. I flicked my tongue against her clit, feeling it harden. I grabbed her lips between my teeth, enough pressure for her to feel it but not enough for it to hurt. I stretched them out, hearing the satisfying sound of her grunting. I licked her with my tongue flat against her, earning a surprised “Oh” and a hand curling around my ponytail.She pulled my head against her, and I took the hint. I sucked softly on her clit, feeling her get incredibly wet against my chin. I leaned on my left side and used my right middle finger to feel her opening. “Yes, yes, yes…” she said, opening her legs for me. I smirked against her, slipping a finger inside. She was warm and so tight. I began to find a rhythm, sucking and fucking her with a slow start. She rotated her hips against my face. She stared at me, the eye contact making me hotter than any touch could.. More dangerous. She held his eye all the way from the door to the table, pinning him down. He leant back in the sofa, as if he could already feel her on him, as he wanted to feel her on him, pressing him down with her full breasts, straddling him with those long, tanned legs. She stopped on the other side of the table, and leaned forward, her hands on her knees. He could see right into her robe, right to the edge of the tan line on her breasts, almost to her nipples. “That’s better. I feel much more comfortable now.” She spoke in a lower tone, almost a purr. “But you seem a little uncomfortable yourself.” He looked down. Sat back in the sofa, he had allowed his cock to spring forward, forcing its way against the front of his pants like a tent pole. He looked back up at her, and his eyes fell again to her breasts. She knelt on the coffee table. “There’s no need to keep staring,” she said. “You can touch, too.” She took his hand, and placed it between her breasts. His breath.
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