You go down.

You give her a mischievous smirk and pull your finger out of tight, slick pussy, raising it to your mouth and slowly sucking and licking her juices off of it while keeping your eyes locked on hers.

“Mmmm…” You say as you finish cleaning your finger and kiss her hard on the lips, she moans quietly into your mouth as she tastes her own juices on your lips and tongue. You smirk against her lips and set your hands on her shoulders, pulling away from the kiss as you give her a playful push down. She chuckles softly and pushes your hands away, standing back up.

“No, no, no you silly boy…” She sets one finger on your shoulder and with a surprising strength begins to push you down, you suddenly realize what she had meant and smirk lightly, kissing down her chest and stomach slowly as she pushes you down. She shivers as the cool air touches the spots where you kissed and you smile at her reaction, turning your gaze up to meet hers and dipping your tongue into her belly button, a hint of things to come.

“That tickles!” She says and giggles softly as your tongue slides into her navel, her finger moves from your shoulder now that you’re moving down on your own and her hand slides instead into your hair, ruffling it playfully. You lower yourself to your knees on the floor and tilt your head down, nipping playfully at her inner thigh and smirking at her, careful not to break the skin quite yet.

She shivers again and runs her fingers through your hair, spreading her legs a bit wider for you. As you start to kiss and bite your way up her thigh you notice Sarah, who is still curled up in front of the chair Ginger had been sitting in, was giving you an almost angrily jealous glare, clearly she didn’t take kindly to anyone else kneeling between her mistress’s legs. That was her place.

You shrug it off and look up at Ginger, keeping your eyes on her as you flick your tongue against her clit slowly, drawing a soft moan from Ginger whose fingers tugged at your hair gently as she closed her eyes and arched her back, pushing her lips forward into your face.

You smirk lightly at her reaction and begin to repeatedly flick your tongue softly against her sensitive clit, bringing a hand up and sliding a finger inside her pussy slowly, working it in and out in time with your licks. Ginger moans loudly, bucking her hips against your finger and pushing her pussy into your face.

You push your face more firmly against her, using your free hand to spread her pussy lips as you run your tongue up and down her slit, your nose pressed firmly into the bare patch of skin above her shaven pussy. You begin speeding up the licks of your tongue as well as the thrusts of your finger, keeping them at roughly the same speed and add a second finger.

The added stretching of her tight walls drives Ginger wild, she thrusts her hips harder against your face, covering your mouth and the area around it with her sweet, sticky juices, moaning loudly as she does.

“Mmmmm, yes! Just like that! Oh John I’m so close!” You smirk at how quickly you were able to bring her to this point and speed up your fingers immensely, finger-fucking her fast and hard as you lap at her pussy hungrily. She almost screams with pleasure and arches her body, her hands pulling your head hard against her pussy as she orgasms.

You continue lapping at her clit gently and fingering her slowly as she comes down from her orgasm, panting heavily and intertwining her fingers in your hair. Once you’ve cleaned up all her sweet juices you smirk up at her and kiss your way back up her body, placing a firm kiss on her lips.

She moans into your mouth and flicks her tongue out around your lips, cleaning her juices off of your face, then pulls away and smirks at you, licking her lips.

“Mmmm…now then…I hope you’re ready for the main course.” She reaches down and squeezes your shaft playfully, giggling “He seems to be.”