I’m sharing a snog today from my seaside femdom story as I’ve enjoyed a really relaxing break in Scarborough recently. Here’s the blurb for Scentsual:
Kisses, very hot kisses:
As I moved, I found I could slip my feet beneath his arms. I had not pulled them out far from his head, so they were quite flexible. I kept backing up with every sweep, until my pussy was at his chin.
“Come on then, boy, eat me.”
I knew it wouldn’t be easy. He would have to stretch his neck to get even the tip of his tongue on me, but if he tried I would reward his effort. And try he did. He lifted his head from the bed and I felt his hot breath on my cunt lips. I felt the rasp of his tongue as I heard his frustrated mewls. His head fell back down onto the pillow and I moved back a little and into a sitting position.
His lips and nose ended up directly between my wet engorged lips. In no time he was licking and sucking me as if I were a juicy steak to a hungry man. Every now and then he would lean his head back and I would lift up so he could breathe. Then I would lower myself to his face once more.
It did not take a long time of this frenzied pressure for me to come. I covered his face in fresh fucking juices as I shook and trembled in ecstasy. I pulled away from him, slid down his chest and rubbed my sensitive and wet pussy all over him as I slipped my legs from under his arms. “Good boy,” I cooed. “You’re such a good boy…”