Well, very well

Her pink pussy lips show the very first signs of arousal. It is understandable, she may not want it but her brain was thinking about sex on our way from the pool to there. Naturally, her body reacted and started to prepare itself for action. I open my mouth to say a snarky remark about her wetness but instead a moan escapes my lips as Amelia raises her head up and brings a good half of my dick in. At the same time, her palms grab my ass as if she uses it for support in this somewhat awkward position.

Her tongue does a circle around my dick and then Amelia starts sucking with great enthusiasm. Fear of being **** is a fantastic way to motivate a girl to do things she wouldn't do otherwise. She didn't take my dick as deep as she could and I briefly consider scolding her for this but Amelia's lips and tongue feel way too good to interrupt her with some rude order. Instead, locking my hands around my lovely student's legs. Instead, I bring my head down to plant soft kisses on her inner thighs while she slowly accepts more and more of me into her mouth. Her cold, wet hair creates a magnificent contrast with warms of her thigh and hotness of the welcoming throat

I haven't given head to a girl for a long, long time and it is, in fact, my first time doing it while having my dick buried almost to the balls. Yet, for some reason, I do want to give her something back in exchange for the wonderful job she is doing. I move to her soft, trimmed bush and kiss her right there, with my nose rubbing against her pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmm." She was talking through my dick before but this time it sounds like a genuine moan of pleasure, vibrations of which seem to be transmitted straight to my brain. Amelia's strong, swimmer's, hands clench around my ass in response to her own growing pleasure. It even hurts a little but I couldn't care less. It is nothing but a spicy part in a delicious mix of sensations. Amelia swallows as much of my dick as yesterday but, amazingly, as far as I tell, she has no major trouble breathing while deepthroating me like some cheap hooker.

As if trying to change it, I begin my ****. My tongue starts drawing lines on her outer labia in an upward direction, brushing lightly across it from side to side with every stroke. Amelia responds by letting out a long, vibrating "Mmmmmmmmmm" like the last one, only a little bit higher pitched and much louder. Encouraged by her reaction, I use my tongue to slightly part her now soaking pussy lips. Again, my lips and tongue slide along while her lips and tongue do wonders at the base of my cock.

The scent of Amelia's juices mixes with a light aroma of pool water, still lingering on her skin, add to my intoxication by pleasure and lust. It is like every little aspect of this intense sensual experience was designed for my maximum pleasure. With my orgasm quickly approaching, I lose my ability for fine tongue movements and resort to straightforward tongue-fucking with speed, vigor, and ****. Soon, I unload in the moaning mouth, giving it the third sample of my cum.

This time, I am the one who needs to catch my breath and I abandon Amelia's cunt to arch my back and give one last loud moan of pleasure. A few seconds later, after recovering from my moment of ecstasy, I find myself on top of trembling Amelia, who still needs more to get her own peak.