Return the oral favor.

Mandy stared at me expectantly. I tapped my chin in thought. Now how could I make this blonde bombshell cum screaming? A smile spread across my face.

"Are you wet, Mandy?" I asked, knowing the answer. In response, she slipped her hand under her skirt. When she pulled it back out, it was slick with her juicies. She held them up to me with a blank look on her face. I chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes. Get your tight ass onto that armchair," I ordered.

Looking a little confused, Mandy did what I told her. No doubt it turned her on even more to do that. Kneeling in front of her, I lifted her skirt up. "Let's see what we're working with here," I commented. Mandy's bush was kept neat and trim. I wondered if it would ever grow out. Running my finger along the strip that remained caused Mandy to shiver and coo.

Her grip on the chair arms tightened. "John! D...don't tease me, damn it! I can't take it!" She wriggled slightly.

Shushing her, I pulled my finger away. "Now, now, Mandy. I was just admiring your trimmed pussy. That sort of rudeness could cost you, you know."

"Oh god, no! Sir, I'm s...s...SOOO...RRR...EEEE!" she replied. ...guess she couldn't say "sorry" either.

"Well...alright," I said. "But you're going to repay me for this later." With that, I began to lick her pussy. She squealed in delight, almost immediately grinding herself against my face. The juice was sweet...undoubtedly flavored for this very act. I wondered if you could special order it as a specific flavor.

"Oh! Oh GOD!" Mandy screamed. Obviously she was extremely excited as it was. It barely took her any time at all to cum. "OH SHIT! OH FUCK! This...this...oh my GOD! It's a fucking...oh SHIT!" Hmm. I wondered if she rambled every time she came. "John, I LOVE YOU!" She coughed a little. "...I...just said the "l" word..."

I snickered. "If you think that was good," I said...