Katy got onto her feet, and took a step back. Tony had never talked to her like this, had never been so masterful. She was as wet as she had ever been. She peeled off her jeans, keeping eye contact with Umar, and then slowly took off her knickers. No man but Tony had seen her naked since puberty, but she was dizzy with enjoyment that Umar was taking in the sight of her nude body with such relish. He stood up before her, and took off the rest of his clothes. His brown, hairy body was manna to her eyes. Umar’s cock rose majestically above his sack, and his balls hung low. Katy closed her eyes, expecting to feel her body enveloped by his. Instead, she heard him drop to his knees before her, and felt his hands on her arse. His nose was against the top of her hairy mound, and she felt his tongue lapping at the entrance to her pussy. Umar licked upwards, and found her clitoris with ease. Katy shuddered as a lightning bolt went through her. “Oh my God,” she breathed, spreading her legs a little. Umar’s tongue continued circling and brushing her clit, tasting her juices. She put her hands into his thick hair, feeling her insides churn, knowing that her orgasm would arrive.
“Umar,” she whispered, and paused as another wave of joy hit her. His tongue was doing things that she had never thought possible. Her sensitive nub throbbed. “Umar, I need to lie down. I think I might collapse, if not.” His hands moved down Katy’s legs slowly, allowing her to sink to the floor, but he did not cease in teasing her clit with his tongue. Katy was now lying on the floor, her knees up, with Umar at her cunt, licking and sucking and nibbling as if his life depended on it. She banged the floor with both hands as her orgasm started. “God, yes, that’s it. God. Umar. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” The licking stopped, as Umar towered above her, cock still as urgent as ever.
“Katy, my sweet white woman, you haven’t been to Heaven yet. That was just a taster.”
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