Jo licks her fingers and frees him

She raised her slickened fingers to her lips and licked them with great relish, purring. Her other hand played with her nipple.

Tom couldn't handle it anymore and started to unbutton his pants. When she saw this, she moved to kneel in front of him and removed his hands from the closure. Then she slowly unsnapped him and spread the opening wide, downing the zipper. She stroked his hardness through his boxers, causing him to groan and close his eyes. She hooked her fingers in the waistband, and he lifted his hips off the bed. She lowered his pants excruciatingly slowly, caressing his thighs as her hands descended. When she got to his ankles, she slipped his shoes off and pulled his socks off very deliberately, massaging his feet once they were free. Then she yanked his pants off, leaving him in only his boxers sporting a large tent from his burgeoning member.

She straightened up on her knees and leaned in to kiss and lick his chest. Her delicate tongue drove him mad with her languorous progress toward the hard pebbles of his nipples. Without touching any other part of his skin, her tongue flicked crazy-fast on one of them, sending an instant message down to his already swollen cock. When she sucked his nipple hard into her warm mouth, Tom growled his excitement and frustration.