She wants more from you

Ashley rolls her panties down her thighs, looking down at you as she does it, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She drags out the process of peeling them off, biting her lip and wriggling gently, her pert breasts wobbling slightly.

Your reach up to her but she playfully bats your hands away, shaking her head with a teasing grin.

"Not yet Jimmy," she murmurs, giggling. "You haven't earned it yet." She strips her panties off, grinning at you, then straddles you again, pinning your arms with her knees and looking down at you with a sultry smile. She gently trails her panties over your face, letting your feel their dampness, smell her aroma. With a giggle she pushes them into your mouth, then arches her body forward to rub her pussy and ass over your face.

You're rock hard, your cock straining to burst through your jeans, almost insane from the feel of her body, the aroma of her heat, the maddening sensation of her female heat. She grins down at you, pulling the panties out of your mouth and casting them aside, then rubbing herself against your face again. Your tongue seeks her, lapping at her folds, tasting her musk, feeling her juices flowing. She wriggles, and moans, arching her body, pressing her ass against your face, pushing your head back against the cot as her flesh engulfs you.

Frantic with need, you lick and suck at her, at any part of her that she presents to your mouth, urgent in your need to taste her, to please her, to drink her sexuality, devour her essence, as she moans softly, writhing above you.