They latch onto your pleasure center inside your pussy as my tongue glides up to your puckered asshole. Part 2. That reassurance that you’re okay and I’ve taken good care of you. During your sleep you roll over momentarily as I head to the bathroom. You feel my swelling, engorged member begin to throb. Your heartbeat ringing in your ears. I begin to furiously finger your gushing sex as it sprays your ejaculate across the sheets. You squirm through my handiwork. They latch onto your pleasure center inside your pussy as my tongue glides up to your puckered asshole. You convulse on my fingers as I encourage more and more fluid from you. Nonetheless, you unconsciously push back against my eager mouth. Your hips move with a lazy urgency as a finger slides into you.
