Angie wants you to return the favor

As the kissing continues and turns more insistent again, Angie slowly grinds herself against your thigh, leaving a trail of wetness from her arousal. She breaks the kiss and gazes at you with eyes filled with lust.

"Your turn now, Alana," she murmurs huskily, shifting to lie back on the bed and spreading her legs invitingly. Her glistening pink folds are revealed to your hungry gaze, a small patch of neatly trimmed red hair above them.

Angie crooks a finger at you beckoning you downwards as she props herself up on her elbows to watch you with undisguised desire. "Come taste my pussy. I want that tongue and those sexy lips all over me."

You lick your own lips in anticipation, feeling your core clench with renewed arousal at the sight before you. Crawling between Angie's thighs, you settle yourself comfortably as she rests her calves on your shoulders. Angie runs her fingers through your hair encouragingly as you take a deep breath and lean forward to run your tongue along her dripping slit from bottom to top. The taste of her arousal explodes across your taste buds - tangy yet sweet with an intoxicating, musky undertone uniquely her own.

"Ahh yes, just like that," Angie sighs blissfully, gripping your hair lightly as you lap more firmly at her folds, delving between to stroke along the sensitive nerves. Her hips undulate against your face seeking more of your touch.

Emboldened, you focus your attention on her throbbing clit, circling and flicking the swollen bud with the tip of your tongue before suckling it gently into your mouth. The sounds spilling from Angie's lips - breathy moans, needy whimpers, urgent cries - driving you to continue your sensual ****. Dipping lower, you plunge your tongue deep into her hot channel, plunging in and out as you stroke along the her walls slick with juices. The taste of her grows stronger, more potent, and you crave it like a woman starved. Angie rocks against your face, smearing her pussy juices across your cheeks and chin as she grinds on your probing muscle seeking greater stimulation. You reach up to circle her clit rapidly with your thumb in time with the thrusts of your tongue, doubling down on pleasuring her.

"Don't stop baby, gonna cum!" Angie keens, thighs trembling and grip tightening in your hair as her climax swiftly approaches under your skilled ministrations. Her movements grow more erratic until she stills, back arching off the bed as ecstasy overtakes her with a loud cry of rapture.

Her pussy spasms rhythmically against your tongue, gushing as you lap up every drop greedily. The taste and scent of Angie's orgasm fills your senses driving your own arousal higher. You continue to gently stroke her through the aftershocks until she collapses back on the bed with a satisfied mewl.

Angie reaches for you with shaking hands to pull you up for a heated kiss, moaning into it as she tastes herself on your lips and tongue. You curl up together, cuddling on your bed both enjoying the afterglow of your climaxes.