She moaned loudly, hips lifting to my mouth. I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking it rapid-fire while two fingers plunged back inside. Her walls still fluttered from the first orgasm, hypersensitive.
"Milord, your tongue…! It's amazing! I'm dripping for you. Have your fill of me."
Her hand pressed my head firmer, guiding my rhythm, but yielding if I pushed back. I was in charge, and she loved it. I circled her clit with my tongue, humming against it, the vibrations making her twitch.
"Mmmph~. Ohhh, Milord, you're devouring me! I could cum again just from your mouth!"
I let my fingers curl inside, stroking her g-spot, while I sucked harder. Her thighs quivered around my ears, silver hair curtaining her face as she watched.
Her juices smeared across my chin, dripping down my neck. Her sensations overwhelmed me–the silky texture of her folds, the pulse of her clitoris under my tongue, the heat enveloping my face.
