She beckons you over with a finger, answering that question.

Taking your place between the hairless perfection of her thighs, you inch your tongue along her slit from bottom to top, savoring the tainting allure of her juices. As you start to eat her out in proper, a hand weaves into your hair, pulling you tight against her most private of areas. A loud, feminine moan fills the room, increasing in pitch and volume as she nears orgasm, her hand now pulling your hair at the roots. Finally she comes all over your face, pulling you so tight against her that you are unable to breathe. The painful grip on your head releases before her mouth moves to meet with yours as you both struggle to catch your breath. She jams her tongue deep into your mouth, passionately making out with you.

Eventually she breaks the kiss. Her breath hot on your neck, she whispers into your ear. "Your turn."

She moves down, kneeling between your legs.