One good oral turn deserves another.

Remembering just how good Chloe had made you feel when she'd let her mouth and tongue lavish your cock with attention when she was still just a flower, you think that maybe returning that favor is in order. Besides, if her mouth tasted as sweet as it did, you could only imagine what wondrous flavor you'd be in store for when you had your tongue thrust as deep as it could get into her pussy. Not that you needed the extra incentive to go down on a beautiful woman, but, hey, it didn't hurt.

You break the kiss that you and Chloe share, causing her to give a small whimper of loss as she adorably seeks out your mouth again with her own, her lips pursed and her tongue stretching out from between her lips as though she could find you by touch and taste if she tried hard enough. The sight puts an affectionate and amused smile on your lips as you lean forward and press your lips to her cheek before letting your hands move to wrap about her slender waist. She giggles softly as you kiss her and then gives a surprised squeal as you pick her up from your lap and stand up, her petite form weighing nearly nothing as you shift positions.

"Don't worry, darlin'. Just switchin' positions. No worries. I know you're gonna love what's comin' next.", you say to her as you sit her down in the pilot's seat you were occupying moments before, her smaller form seeming swallowed by the chair as she scoots her round little ass to the edge of the seat and lets her legs swing over the edge happily as she looks to you adoringly, her wide eyes full of eagerness to experience whatever it is her beloved master wants to treat her to.

It's an odd feeling to be looked at with such guileless eyes as you're far more used to lust tempered with a bit of distrust in your lovers. You've never really had anybody who looked at you so honestly before and it made you a bit uncomfortable as honest emotion was not really your forte. Better to distract yourself with lust and physical pleasure than to face any sort of real emotional response.

That being your view on things, it's no wonder you throw yourself back into the act of physical pleasure you're enacting on Chloe, leaning down over her in the chair in order to kiss her lips once more. The kiss is brief, however, as you give her only bare seconds to lean into the press of your lips to hers before you are sliding down, dragging your lips along the slender length of her neck and over her shoulder. She shivers in delight as your mouth teases and kisses her soft skin, leaving goosebumps in your wake as you continue to move further down her diminutive form.

You kiss over the slope of her breasts, the swell of her bosom seeming even larger than they already were upon a slender and petite form like her own. You drag your lips over the curve of her right breast, stopping only for a moment to circle your tongue around the lighter green peak of her nipple. That draws a high-pitched moan of pleasure from Chloe's lips and she reaches down for you as if to grasp your head and keep you there, but you are quick to move further down, avoiding her grasp and causing her to give a broken moan of disappointment as she instead grasps her own breasts and drags her fingertips over her stiffened nipples to try and recreate the sensation.

You'd feel bad about leaving her unfulfilled in that regard, but you have eyes on an even greater and sweeter prize as you trace feather light kisses along her taut belly on your way to said prize, causing her to suck in a breath and her stomach to tighten beneath your lips as you move. Finally, you are on your knees in front of the chair and your hands move up to grasp her legs by the calves. You lift and part her legs, letting them drape over the legs of the pilot's chair so that you are presented with the beautiful sight of her smooth, pretty pussy. Her slit is already soaked with her arousal, the wetness of her pussy dripping to stain her thighs as you teased her already sensitive and receptive form with your mouth's travel down her body.

You lick your lips at the sight and have to suppress a shiver of delight as the scent of her arousal fills your senses, the scent intensely sweet as it causes your mouth to literally water and your skin to warm as you flush with desire. At that moment, all you want is to taste of Chloe's tempting cunt and, thankfully, you find no reason to deny yourself as you grip her thighs tightly and lean in until you finally let your tongue stretch out to make contact with her slit. You touch the slick surface of your tongue to her sensitive flesh and drag it up along that virgin entrance to her body, taking your first long lap of her sex and giving her her first experience of such pleasure.

And it is pleasure she feels as you feel her legs tighten and tense and hear a ragged moan leave her as you lap at her pussy, the sound of pleasure leaving her broken and almost pained in its intensity. Her hands are suddenly in your hair, gripping your short, messy hair tightly and pressing your head between her thighs insistently and needfully. She sucks in breath in broken gasps as she tries to understand the sensation you are assaulting her with, her body and mind overwhelmed by it as you taste of her intensely sweet sex.

Sweet like fruit, like nectar. That's what she is, you realize, and you feel like a guy could get addicted to the taste of the Chlorophyte's pussy if they weren't careful. Then again, you were somewhat of a pussy-hound already so some could say you already were addicted to it, couldn't they? But, hey, some people have **** or liquor. You have the sweet taste of a juicy pussy. Is that really so wrong?

You decide it's not as you continue to drag your tongue over that slick and tender flesh of Chloe's womanhood, her cunt and thighs now dripping with her excitement and arousal and filling your mouth with her sweet and delightful juices.

"AH! M-Maaaaster! G-goood! It's so...good! T-tongue! M-my...my...ah...ah...feels...soooo...good! M-more! M-master, m-more! Pleeeease!", Chloe moans out in broken sobbing gasps as she begs you to continue to pleasure her with your mouth, her fingers gripping your hair near painfully as pleasure wracks her.