Cunnilingus

Katherine rolled over, smiling. "Are you a cunning linguist?"

Jose took a moment to work the pun out, before he allowed a grin. "Though I'll admit my experience with that is limited to a handful of women, I've never had any complaints."

Katherine nodded, slipping her panties down. "Well, it can't hurt to get more experience."

Jose was pleased to see that Katherine kept herself shaved bald; while he would never dream of telling a woman how to groom herself, experience had taught him that cunnilingus was far easier when the woman had no pubic hair at all. Making sure he was comfortable for the long haul, Jose extended his tongue, running it along her cunt, eliciting a gasp from Katherine. Gasps were good, and he teased her clit with a few licks before returning to licking along her labia.

Jose didn't push his tongue into her, preferring to hold off on that until the woman in question was wet. Sometimes that meant her feminine essence, other times it meant his saliva. Either way, he did his very best to get the wetness flowing, because he hadn't met a woman yet who didn't want his tongue working as deeply as possible when he was eating them out.

Katherine's little gasps and long whimpers filled the room, bouncing off the walls as he orally serviced her cunt. His cock was getting hard, and Jose was of two minds about that. He believed Katherine would want him to pound her pussy, and it wouldn't do to orgasm before that. On the other hand, she might only care about her own pleasure, and having an erection while getting no release sounded awful.

Either way, she was paying for the experience, so she'd get what she wanted. As such, Jose tried to will his orgasm to a far off place, like Australia. Being involved in giving her cunt a good tongue lashing, he found this rather hard, especially when she orgasmed, coating his lips and tongue in her cream.

He pulled away, looking at her.