You are still the keybearer.

The next moment was one of utter silence as Yuffie stood there, bend over, back arched a bit, hand spreading her vagina, presenting her lubricated keyhole as drops of juice and sweat rolled over the lips of her sex and down her legs, waiting for you to take action as you stood still, except for the growing tent in your trousers. Slowly you walked over to her, Yuffie’s heartbeat rising with each step you made. When you stood behind her, you kneeled so that her vagina was right in front of your face. The muscles in her legs were trembling from excitement as her heart went crazy not knowing what will be happening next, while her horniness was working in overdrive. You could smell her strong odor that probably had been brooding inside her panties from the moment you set foot in their house earlier that day, as you saw her puffy lips under that heart formed ass, glistering like a juicy, skin colored, musky smelling peach after a spring rain.

And just as you would do with any ripe and juicy fruit, you ate it. Yuffie took the extended wait as a sign that her fruit was somehow putting you off and just as you slowly approached her vulva with your mouth, she stammered “A-a-am I not to your li-AAAAaaahhhh!” With your mouth on her adorable petite cunt and her juices covering your lips, you raised your hands and took over her spreading herself for you. For the next few minutes you sat there on your knees with your hands spreading Yuffie as your face was in her pussy, feasting on her forbidden fruit. Yuffie stood there bend forward, back hollowed, her ultra short shorts at her ankles, hands resting on her thighs and her eye closed, her breathing rapid as her world only revolved around the feeling of you mouth and tongue on and in her snatch.

The only sounds on the plaza were soft breathing coming from between Yuffie’s cute little lips and slurping and smacking from you enjoying your meal. Once in awhile you felt Yuffie shake when you hit the right spot, extracting an “uhhh”, an “AH!” or a “Yeaaah” from her glistening lips. Sometimes her walls contracted on your tongue and after a time you felt her shake erratically on your face as the girl pressed her wet pussy on your face and grinded it on your face, which, together with her erratic breathing, gave it away to you the young lady just had her first orgasm.