Eat her out

Agatha lets out a squeal as you lift her up and place her on the wooden table behind her. She watches you intently as you spread her legs apart and get on your knees.

"May I?" you ask her. She nods her head.

You waste no more time, you lift up her skirt and slide her lace underwear to the right and are presented by the best looking pussy you've seen all your life. It is completely shaven and dripping wet.

Reaching forward with your right hand, you part her lips with your thumb and index finger, the pink of her hot center contrasts with the soft tan of the rest of her body. Her swollen bead peaks out to you and before you could think you dive in with your mouth.

You press your tongue in as deep as it can go and slowly withdraw it. Agatha whines and rolls her hips as you increase the pace, pumping in and out. You taste her juice, it has a tangy undertone but otherwise sweet like the rest of her. Your mouth finds her clit again and you moan with her.

She slips a delicate hand into your hair and pulls you in closer as her hips buck towards your mouth. She moans louder as your tongue moves faster encouraged by the hot sounds coming out of her. The gasps and whimpers from her mouth. The wet sounds of my tongue working on her.

"Oh, just like that," she breathes. "Don't stop."

Not that she has to tell you. You suck harder on her clit, and she throws her head back, curls flying in every direction.

"Fuck, Lucas. Oh--" Her legs tremble on either side of you. Her hand sinks deep into your hair and pulls you in as you swirl your tongue around her wetness, drinking up every drop of her release. She quivers around your fingers, squeezing and growing even tighter.

Her moans eventually turn into soft pants. You pull back and look up at her, licking my lips. She smiles through her orgasmic daze. "Wow, you're good."