The tongue found a steady, surprisingly patient rhythm of light flicks back and forth under the base of her c**t. For a moment it found one of the good spots, making her heart start racing again. But then it slipped a little too high, and started working right across the tip of her c**t. That was a stimulation way too intense to be pleasant at this stage. First she tried to adjust by lifting her hips a little. But the tongue moved with her and stayed at the spot. She groaned almost in agony as she had to reach down and put a heavy hand on the girl's head to get her lower. Linda immediately looked up at her with uncertainty in her eyes.
"Its… its OK dear… It's just… just… Could you go just a little lower, please?" she stemmed in an attempt to explain her move somehow.
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