She Mounts Your Face.

You have no time to react as she crawls atop you, her wet pussy positioned right above you. Her lips are wet, some of the clear, viscous liquid is leaking from her pink lips. It trails down her soft thighs and drips onto your lips. Its warm and you can't help but lick it up. The taste is pugent, but it also has a sweet taste to it, like a forbidden honey. You do not have long to enjoy it before the harpy spreads her lips and drops onto your mouth.

Her sacred honey is flowing out without restraint, soaking your lips and running down your chin, your hungrily open you mouth and begin to drink as your tongue lashes deep into her heated privates. She lets a content coo and sigh. As her inner liqhid fills your insides you start to burn with a new passion. You don't know if its your tongue burried inside of her soft, hot insides or if her fluids have a form of aphrodisiac in it.

Either way your drawn more into it. You cant help but lap at her inner walls as you pull your tongue out to lick across her clit. She gives a shudder and another audible coo as she starts to grind into your face. Her fluids continue to pour out at an inhuman amount, it must be something normal with harpies. You dont mind the more of juices you swallow the more the fire of desire burns inside of you. You decide that she has had enough fun, you grab her hips tightly as your tongue darts around her outter lips and deep inside her hot pussy. Her grinding increases, and now each lick is met with a coo or a moan. You keep pushing till she squuezes your head with her thighs as she cums hard and a damn of juices break open.