Amelie
Top Wet Girls #07 - Lisa Ann Edition, Scene #04
Top Wet Girls #07 - Lisa Ann Edition, Scene #02
Amiee parts her thighs wider. His tongue finds the swollen knot of her clit and circles it, slow and deliberate. She jolts. A raw sound leaves her. He keeps at her. Licks lower. Finds her entrance. Pushes in. She tastes salt-sweet on his tongue. He fucks her with it, shallow, then deeper, his upper lip pressed to her clit. The sheets twist beneath her. One hand slips up her body, cups her breast, thumbs the tight peak. He squeezes. She arches, pushes herself against his mouth. He reads the motion. Presses harder. Sucks. Two fingers replace his tongue. They slide inside her, wet and easy. He curls them toward her belly. She cries out. The sound tears loose, hoarse, needy. He watches her face. Every flick of muscle, every catch of breath. His fingers pump faster. His tongue stays on her clit, relentless. She clenches around him. Her thighs shake. Pleasure builds hard and fast, then breaks. She comes with a choked moan, hips jerking, nails digging into his shoulder. He doesn’t stop until the last tremor fades. Only then does he lift his head, lips wet, eyes dark.
Amiee parts her thighs wider. His tongue finds the swollen knot of her clit and circles it, slow and deliberate. She jolts. A raw sound leaves her. He keeps at her. Licks lower. Finds her entrance. Pushes in. She tastes salt-sweet on his tongue. He fucks her with it, shallow, then deeper, his upper lip pressed to her clit. The sheets twist beneath her. One hand slips up her body, cups her breast, thumbs the tight peak. He squeezes. She arches, pushes herself against his mouth. He reads the motion. Presses harder. Sucks. Two fingers replace his tongue. They slide inside her, wet and easy. He curls them toward her belly. She cries out. The sound tears loose, hoarse, needy. He watches her face. Every flick of muscle, every catch of breath. His fingers pump faster. His tongue stays on her clit, relentless. She clenches around him. Her thighs shake. Pleasure builds hard and fast, then breaks. She comes with a choked moan, hips jerking, nails digging into his shoulder. He doesn’t stop until the last tremor fades. Only then does he lift his head, lips wet, eyes dark.