“Someone’s getting excited,” Sian cooed, “I can feel it on my leg. Keep going, Penny. Princess. Puppy. Ooh, like that do you? Okay, be a good puppy and lick my cunt clean. Get every inch.”
Penny was really at a loss. What was she doing? Why couldn’t she bring herself to stop? Her cock was achingly hard, desperate for her to pull it out and fuck Sian’s delicious pussy. But that meant stopping this. She couldn’t just do that. Not when Sian told her to lick it clean. So she pushed further, nose buried in folds, clit rubbing softly against her skin, while she lapped up every drop of Sian’s juices. Laced with more of that amber sap.
“That’s it. Good girl!” Sian groaned, voice raising as Penny worked hungrily. Her throat was constantly bobbing, carting this unbelievable mix right to her stomach, where it warmed her up all over. Mostly in her loins though. She thrust her hips, hungry for stimulation, and gladly humped against Sian’s leg as she ate her out. Hands wove into her hair, pushing further, until she couldn’t see, taste, or smell anything but Sian’s womanhood. It covered her face, like it wanted to swallow her whole.
Was Sian always so loose?
The thought crept in with suspicion, then was quickly struck down by Sian’s leg pressing harder into her erection. Pre-cum leaked incessantly. Her panties were soaked in the stuff. She never leaked this much, even at her most aroused. Something about Sian’s taste just made so fucking horny.
“Yes, there! Good girl, good puppy! Keep going! Clean up, then we’ll start the real fun!”
‘Real fun’? Sex? Penny groaned and redoubled her efforts, adding what little finesse she could in her current state. It was enough though. Sian’s juices flowed faster, thicker, walls closing in as her breath picked up. She clawed at Penny’s head, grinding into her now, until she came with a guttural cry.
Her juices flooded Penny’s mouth, forcing her to swallow fast or drown in it. Spilling wasn’t even an option in her mind. She needed this stuff inside her.