Beth awoke the next morning with Alan's arms wrapped around her. She wiggled loose and took care of her morning routine. When she returned to the bedroom, Alan was on his back. She placed her knees on either side of his head, lowering her pussy to his lips.
Instinctively, Alan's tongue started moving inside her. She rocked her hips back and forth. His hands reached up and grabbed her buttocks, spreading them as far apart as possible. He took his tongue and slid it up and down the crevice between them, until the tip of it found her anus.
Slowly, excruciatingly, he slid his tongue deeper inside her anus. She reached down and fondled her clit. She started riding his tongue faster. Between the sensations of his tongue in her anus and her fingers on her clit, she came quickly, drenching his chin with her sweet juices.
She rolled off and he rose from the bed. She heard the door shut and wondered what other surprises he had for her. He came back in holding a paper sack.
"Whatcha got there," Beth asked
"A little surprise!" he answered
Beth laid back on the bed, anticipating what he had in store for her. He reached into the bag, and pulled out a plastic box.