Orgasm
Karen’s hips began to arch to meet my tongue and fingers; as
she forced her hips upwards, I moved my tongue and hands back,
prolonging her enjoyment. After arching her back to its fullest,
she collapsed back on the bed and awaited my touch. Her fingers
were slowly massaging her nipples and breasts, a small motion
that turned me on even more. I ran my fingers around the edges
of her pubic hair, then caressed her inner thighs, and finally
ran them along her swollen pussy lips. The light hairs between
her legs were slick with sweat and an occasional depending drop
of her nectar. As I moved my fingers around her pussy, Karen’s
legs spread wider, giving me better access.
When her legs were spread almost as far as they would go, I
spread her pussy lips and blew gently upon her wetness. I could
see the hard nubbin her clit made and blew against that until it
popped free of its sheath. As I blew each time, Karen’s stomach
muscles would contract and relax; her asshole would pucker and
unpucker also. When her clit popped free, I slowly ran a finger
around her pussy, applying light pressure at first, but
increasing the pressure gradually. When the finger was wet with
her juices, I slowly inserted it into Karen’s depths. Her breath
came as an abrupt whoosh, then a slow, excruciating inhale. I
moved my other hand back to her ass and caressed it, finally
pressing one finger against her brown hole.
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