Yes

He reached her bikini top, and with a flick of his wrist, he untied the strings. The fabric fell away, revealing her hardened nipples to the open air. He took one in his mouth, teasing it with his teeth and tongue, while his hand continued to explore her pussy, now slick with desire. Payton's moans grew louder, her body undulating under his touch.

Dan's mouth trailed lower, kissing her stomach, her hips, and finally reaching the place that was begging for his attention. He nudged her thighs apart with his shoulders, and she willingly complied, eager for what was to come. His breath was hot against her skin as he paused, savoring the moment before his tongue touched her clit.

With a flick of his tongue, he sent her body into a frenzy. Payton's grip tightened on the chair, her knuckles white with the effort to hold on. Dan's mouth was a masterpiece, working in tandem with his hand to drive her to the brink once more. The feeling of his tongue circling her sensitive bud, delving into her wetness, and then retreating was pure ****. She writhed under his touch, **** for more, her breath coming in panting gasps.

He didn't rush, instead taking his time to savor every inch of her. Each flick, each stroke, was calculated to push her closer to the edge. He knew just how much she could take, and he wasn't going to let her fall over too soon. The warmth of his mouth, the slickness of his tongue, it was all too much and yet not enough. Her hips rocked against his face, her body seeking the release it so desperately craved.

Dan's tongue danced around her clit, teasing it with gentle flicks before pressing down firmly, feeling her body tense. He knew her body was his canvas, and he painted a picture of pleasure with broad strokes and delicate flutters. Payton's breathing grew ragged, her moans louder, as the intensity built within her. It was as if he had a secret map to her most intimate desires, and he was navigating it with ease.

The moment she came was explosive. Payton's body convulsed, her back arching off the lounge chair as she let out a cry that echoed through the quiet backyard. Her nails dug into the cushion, her toes curling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She had never felt anything so intense, so all-consuming, and she didn't want it to end.

Dan looked up at her, a smug smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with triumph. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and sat back on his heels, watching her as she came down from her high. "How was that?" he asked, his voice thick with satisfaction.

Payton could only nod, her eyes glazed and her chest heaving. "I've... never... anyone's never... " she stuttered, unable to find the words to express what had just happened. She had been with men before, but none had ever brought her to climax with just their mouth. It was a feeling of pure powerlessness and bliss, a sensation she hadn't even known she craved.