He used his fingers to spread her lips and licked at her, tasting her, his tongue in her wetness. Then he used his tongue on her c**t. She felt the tip of his tongue push at her and she let out a cry. The pleasure exploded in whole new ways. But even as it exploded it seemed to keep building at the same time.
She looked over at Pete. He seemed to be loving every second of this. She looked at his c**k and she had an idea. She wanted that c**k of his.
She raised herself up on the couch so that she was sitting up slightly, her upper back against one of the armrests.
She looked over at Pete and held out her hand to him.
He smiled and got to his feet. He came over to her and now his c**k was right there, right in front of her face. She took hold of it. She turned her face from side to side,
