Gavin doesn't stop

This was the second time he'd gone down on a woman, and the first time ended because of his awkwardness. He wasn't about to let that happen again. With a hand on each boob, the nipples in his twisting fingers, and his tongue and lips pleasuring Heather's pussy and clit, Gavin didn't want to stop. Gavin listened to Heather's breathing and moans to tell when he was doing the right move. And he made her come, so why stop? If he could get her to come again, who knows? Sky's the limit. Besides, Heather tasted so good.

When Gavin dove back into her cunt, Heather moaned loudly in pleasant surprise, "Oh, Gavin! Yes! More!" Every pinch of her nipples pulled a gasp from her throat. Every flick of his tongue on her clit made her squeak. She knew she would come again very soon. "I may never let you out of my cooch, Gavin. Use a finger inside me, baby. Mmmmm. Uh-huh, oh yeah. YES!" Her words became a wordless song of lust and release as her body shook through another glorious orgasm. She was unable to speak while the waves of pleasure filled her, and time slowed to a crawl.