More Melissa

“Oh Melissa, that’s so gooooood!”, you blurt out as Melissa’s attentions focus on your clit. Her tongue knows just how to tease and cajole your nub just up to the top of the hill but not over. Then her appreciation of the gametime left kicks in and the tormenting tongue is changes mode from tease-and-tittillate to tongue-and-come.

As the first tremors course through you, you feel your hips buck and jolt as you enjoy the intense pleasure. Your hands again clutch wildly at her hair, and you’re sure your strangled cries can be heard all over the house. As the second wave engulfs you, your legs lose their power, and you slide slowly down the door. Melissa stays with the programme, her sharp-nailed fingers digging into your ass as her mouth moves with your descending pussy.

No time to luxuriate, you must give some back. Pushing her away brusquely, you swing round and over her to the 69 position. You roughly pull at her shorts, your mouth making for whatever panties lie beneath. A thong bars your way, and your tongue immediately begins to pluck and move the obstruction. Hands again move with urgency, and both yours and hers make contact as the shorts and thong are removed in a joint operation. Meantime the Tongue has Returned, and your pussy again is dripping all over it.

You pause. The musk is stronger than ever, and you savour it as a sommelier would a cork of the finest claret. Then your impatience gets the better of you. You want to work your boss slowly, but the glorious beaver before you needs your attention.

Your teeth nip gently to affirm their interest, your lips make a token geture of salute, but your tongue takes charge. Using the door for purchase, you can raise your pussy from Melissa when the intensity is unbearable; Melissa’s thighs now close in over your ears as she expertly keeps you to your task. Already no light; now no sound.

You lap away while she is on her lap of honour to you. You sense the tension in her body - Mount St Melissa is about to blow...

Then you feel a tremor - but through your feet. Is there someone at the door?