Of course

You answer his question by raising your hips, making it easier for him to pull down your panties. He grabs them with both of his hands and slowly peels them off your drenched pussy, a thin string of your juices still connects your panties to your slit, an obvious sign of your arousal.

Once he takes them off your legs, you see him bring them to his nose and take a good sniff, his eyes glittering with mischief as he looks at you straight in the eyes while doing it. You feel your cheeks heat even more and you hide your face behind your hands, mortified by the situation.

You are then completely taken by surprise when you feel a wet and hot tongue on your slit, licking slowly from the bottom to the top of your lips to end on your clit, kissing it softly before going back down.

Up and down, up and down, his tongue traces each curve of your lips, as if trying to gather all the juices you lost until then. An ambitious but lost cause as his tender ministrations makes you wetter by the minute.

You don't know how long it had been already, a few seconds, a few minutes, a few hours? The only certainties at the moment are the tongue between your legs and the incredible pleasure you're feeling.