Who's really in charge here?
You are, clearly.
Your lips press down all along the hairless perfection of her thighs, carefully avoiding the one place she wants your mouth pressed against the most. As the look on her face turns to one of teased anguish, you finally inch your tongue towards her immaculate slit, gently caressing it from bottom to top, savoring the alluring essence of her juices. A high-pitched moan fills the room as you wrap your arms just above her faultless ass, pulling your face deep into her most private of areas. You relish in every sensation as you tongue-fuck her to the brink of a massive orgasm. As she starts to come, your grip on her back intensifies, as do your efforts on her slit. She half-screams half-moans your name as she has an earth-shattering orgasm on your face.
You sit up, a warm surge of pride crashing over you as you gaze upon your accomplishment. You slide up against her panting figure, and she leans in, kissing you deeply.
"Your turn." She says with a grin, dropping to her knees at the edge of the bed.
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