She sits on his face

“Lie down all the way for me John. I want to make sure your handsome face is wiped clean.” John did as she commanded, wondering what the next dirty trick she had up her sleeve was.

He watched her as she stood all the way up and turned around, her huge ass jiggling just above his head. She dropped to her knees before squatting completely down directly on his face. He felt her massive ass cheeks rest on his face, her hole directly over his mouth. She bucked back and forth. Her ass quacked and jiggled with each movement. She was riding John’s face like it was a mechanical bull. John was loving it but he didn’t just want to lie there. He wanted to eat some damn cake.

Tiff felt John’s hands grab her ass again, restraining her from rocking any further. She felt his tongue start to trace the outer rim of her hole. She let out a long moan before he speared his tongue right up inside her. “Oh fuck!”

John pulled her ass down harder onto his face as his tongue shot up further inside her asshole. Her cock throbbed hard in front of her. She grabbed it with both hands and began stroking it furiously. “Fuck John. Your tongue feels sooo good. Keeping eating my ass you filthy pig!”

There wasn’t a part of Tiff’s body that didn’t taste amazing. John ate her ass like it was a Michelin star meal. He could feel her thighs start to shake and quiver as her moans got louder. He figured she must be getting close again.

Tiff stroked her cock as John made her head spin with the way his tongue was pistoning in and out of her hole. She thought about how she was likely going to explode all over again if he kept going. Just then, she hesitated, letting her cock go from her hands. As much as she wanted to keep the night going like this, experiencing one orgasm after another, there was one thing she wanted more than anything else. Tiff realized if she wanted it, she shouldn’t waste any more orgasms before she talked to John about it. “Hey…John…this is amazing…but can we just hold up for a second?”