"I want to taste you."

"I want to taste you," you are shocked as the words leave your mouth, but the strange lust you feel for this woman is overpowering.

"Oh, of course, my beauty," Anja answers with a red-lipped smile.

Her golden eyes meet your gaze as she slides her skirt slowly up to reveal her milky-white thighs. She lifts the silky fabric higher and exposes a neatly trimmed patch of red hair framing her damp pussy. You can smell her as you fall to your knees between those thighs, an aroma of perfume and spices mixed with a slightly musky scent.

You kiss along the inside of her creamy thigh and as you near her cunt your tongue slides from between your lips as if drawn to her warmth. Your tongue trails along the moist outer folds of her cunt, tasting her for the first time. Her juices are like nectar, stimulating you even more, and as you begin to lap at her with long strokes of your tongue you reach between your legs and begin to finger your own wet pussy.

Anja pulls you against her, urging you to bury your tongue inside of her contracting cunt, swallowing her sweet honey as it washes into your throat. She moans and begins to gyrate against your mouth as you plunge one and then two fingers into yourself. You find her clit with the flat of your tongue and press down on it, her body shaking with pleasure, Anja's fingers tangled in your hair.

"Oh yes Melena," she cries, pulling your mouth harder against her hot pussy, "lick there, yes!"

You tongue her clit faster and faster, your fingers moving in and out of your own pussy with a matching rhythm. The more of her sweet juices you drink the more you are driven into a frenzy of licking and sucking and fingering. You can feel a massive orgasm building and can tell that she must be near as well.