You shiver slightly as Ivy ponders your fate, but it doesn't take her long to decide. She grabs your hair with one hand, and pulls her outfit aside on her crotch, revealing her patch of pubic hair and wet slit. Before you can say a word, she pulls your face into it, her pubic hair tickling your nose as you inhale her arousal deeply. "Pleasure me, slave." Ivy says huskily, her tone thighs closing around your head.
Raising your hands up hesitantly to wrap around her legs, you run your tongue along her folds, tasting her. Ivy hisses and yanks on your hair. "Ahhh, yess.. don't be shy, boy. Get me off. Fuck me with your tongue!"
Heeding her command, your tongue plunges into her quim, stirring against her inner walls as you penetrate deeper and deeper. You churn it, turning and carressing her slick walls with the tip of your tongue, hearing her groan in appreciation as she grows ever more wet; her juice starting to dribble down your chin. Your hands move up to fondle her ass before you clench her firm buttocks, pushing her hips forward to allow you to slide your tongue over her G-spot. Ivy groans, and starts to buck in rhythm with your tongue's thrusts into her vagina. "Ahh, just like that! Yes! Harder, slave! Make me cum!"
Squeezing her ass, you slide your tongue roughly out of her sopping cunt, pressing it against her clit and twirling. Ivy bucks against you twice, before moaning, her body surging into a climax. You eagerly dart your tongue back into her slit to slop up her juices as she comes. Panting slightly, she releases your hair and grins. "Good, slave. I might reward you yet for this." |