On target

I returned my hands to her hips. Despite the short pause, I was eager to continue to her pussy. My left hand went to her backside, caressing her ass once again. Slowly I let it slip downwards until I reached the hem of her skirt. Then I pulled the black fabric up, letting it sit above her waist, exposing more of her skin and the white thong covering the last of her modesty.

My other hand left her hip as well, moving to the front just above her pussy. I touched her thighs, sensually tracing around, teasing her just enough to want more. Finally, I brushed my fingers along her slit. The anticipation caused her to flinch onto her tiptoes, but she quickly settled back down, resting her pussy on my waiting hand. I could feel the warmth radiating from it and her panties were noticeably wet.

I slid her thong down her legs and she stepped out of them.

"I want those back."

I put them in my pocket. "Maybe later you can convince me. Right now you need to focus on keeping those legs spread."

I knelt down in front of her. Her pussy right in my face. I took a second to soak in the view. Her skin was absolutely pristine. The inner labia stuck out just a bit between her lips, parted slightly from her arousal. Her clit stood out proudly on top.

I ran a finger through her lips, dipping into her opening just a bit. Getting another stifled moan out of Monica. Then I stuck it in my mouth and tasted her juices. Slightly sweet. I decided it was time for the main course.