Eat her pussy, but outside.

You do the same thing as she did. You jerk the trigger back, bringing the barrel just slightly lower than before, having the bullet rip through the shrub and someplace into the ground. Even before the steam clears your piping hot barrel, you know the little pink flower will still be there.

"Oh no~" Miranda's fingers wrap around your shoulders just they did at the tavern, but it is much more sensual this time around. "Deals a deal, baby."

She trails her fingers down your lips. "Looks like you'll be eating me out. Let's get comfortable, shall we?"

Miranda hops on the table and takes off her footwear before she spreads her legs suggestively while she stares at you. She then starts unbuttoning and zipping down to strip out of her jeans.

You give her a grin and then cross your arms. "Have you no shame, woman?"

"Oh, please," she spits. "Don't act like you didn't miss on purpose just now. I watched you think about it, and your finger press down like you were trying to make a girl orgasm."

You smile at her, making her smile too. "Alright, enough stalling. Get on your knees and own up."

Miranda covers herself with her four fingers, beckoning closer before she parts her legs any further. You take off your coat and sigh. You place your jacket on the ground and squat down, grabbing her by the hips and gently pulling her closer to the edge. You grab her wrist and push it out of the way. Her pussy is just covered by her panties now, but even that's pulled aside.

You rub her thighs and run your fingers along the outline of her pussy, teasing the hole with sensual touches. It doesn't seem to take much touching to make her moan. Finally, she bites down on her bottom lip and looks away, embarrassed by her outburst. You look at her and knit your brows. All she does is give you a glare and a flustered reply.

"J-just fucking do it already!"

You grab her legs and spread her further, making another subtle moan escape from her maw. Her legs are trembling with anticipation. However, instead of listening to her "request" to start, you continue to see how long you can tease her with your hands. You continue to poke around her pussy, passing over her bud and dipping the tips of your fingers into her hole.

Her complexion turns bright red. Her mouth keeps opening as if to say something, but you always cut her off by inserting your fingers just deep enough to block her words at the top of her throat. All that comes out instead are a slur of broken-up curses. Her breathing comes uneven, and her fingernail starts to dig into the wooden surface of the table, fighting the urge not to cum over your teasing.

You slide your tongue along the insides of her thighs, stopping near her gash, and then slide it back down—Miranda sings as your tongue travels. You lick the exposed skin of her thighs, stopping so close to her gash. Miranda continues to gasp and squeal with cute noise you never thought she'd make. At times, you'd stop at her face and plant kisses on the trails of spit you left between her legs.

"Stop being an asshole! Start eating me out already!"

With no kind of warning, you bring your head to her crotch and spread her legs far apart. She grabs your head and tries to **** you into place. Her efforts are met by having her pulsating tunnel lashed by your tongue. Her toes curl as soon as she feels your tongue lather side-to-side. Everything Miranda is doing right now is incredible. Her face. Her voice. Her scent and taste! Her vaginal lips drip with hot fluids that you lap up. Her fingers curl at the back of your head, tightening and flexing. "Your mouth feels so good! So does your filthy fuckin' tongue~!! We should have swapped-swapped places last night~!!"

Sticking your tongue out, you press it gently against her and caress her pussy's walls with it. "Ohh~ fuck! That feels great~!!"

You slide your tongue into her slit and down her hole as she presses the palm of her hand into the back of your head; her other hand is held against her cheeks. Her eyes are squinted - the sense of pleasure swarms her mind, almost splitting personalities into two as she turns into some kind of sex-crazed fiend. She tries to maintain her composure, but the longer she has to endure.

You grab Miranda's legs, squeezing them as she shakes and trembles. A few more curses leave her mouth as your tongue savagely explores her moist cave. Her moans echo into the air cool air, not indicating any kind of fear of being heard. Yet, you aren't going to hold back either. You’ll do this until she's passed out.

Miranda achieves new levels of sexual pleasure. First, your trained mouth is brought to the final stages of orgasm. Then, all she can truly offer is a firm grip on your head and screaming out in pleasure. Sometimes her screams subside for a moment, but her voice is still soothed into a sexy moan.

Suddenly, her pussy shifts and tightens around your tongue; there’s a pause in her moaning as she starts to **** out whimpers. "I- I'm cumming~!!"

No sooner than she said it, warm liquids spill into your mouth. A loud squeal breaks out before it melts into a deep, satisfied groan. She relaxes after a few seconds, allowing her legs to drop on your shoulders. You suck on her a little more before pulling away and looking up at her.

"Well, look at you. I like your mouth much more than I like your hands. Let's turn in for the day. Thanks for taking me out~."