"Ahhhhhh." I just sighed and gazed at her white lace panty covered snatch held in front of me. I breathed her, a thick and heavy smell filling my nostrils. Inhale.
Exhale. "Mmmmmmm." I watched, completely mesmerized, until her insistent hand took hold of my head and forced my face to her. Wet panties met my face and my mouth opened to receive her. I licked and then sucked that wetness into my mouth. Sucking, licking, and pressing my face against her, I felt the flesh underneath her panties and moved her labia apart with my lips and tongue.
She ground her hips into my face and fucked my hard tongue and lips. She moaned heavily and even grunted as she thrust herself against my face. Up and down. Her heavy breathing excited me to drive myself harder against her crotch.
I was grinding my cock against the top of her right foot and she made sure my cock and balls were crushed against her. She would flex the bones of her foot against my balls and crush them up into my body. This act just made me force my mouth harder into her pussy.
The harder she crushed me the more feverishly I served her insistent cunt.
The tip of my cock was leaving pre-cum on her foot and ankle. I couldn't press my mouth hard enough into her white panties, or suck enough wetness, to satisfy me and her demanding rhythm proved that she couldn't be satisfied by my mouth alone, but we went on and on like this because the anticipation was too good. The hunger and pursuit meant more than prize and the thought of her bare, wet cunt against my face possessed me.
When she finally pulled her panties aside I sucked air into my lungs and was paralyzed for an instant before I sought her slick flesh against my flesh. As I pressed my lips and tongue inside her, my hunger for her just grew more intense.
She began to release my crushed cock and balls from the pressure of her foot but I could not bear the deprivation of the pressure and I followed her foot with my hips, trying to rub myself against her and frustrated that I could not. I grew frantic needing more.
She lifted her hips up and away from my face a little, opening her legs wider to give me a better view. Then she settled her ass against my mouth and tongue. When I realized I was now licking her tight asshole I nearly came. She offered her foot again and somehow I managed to merely continue to hump. As she began driving her asshole against my tongue she drove her foot back into my balls and cock. I pressed my lips between her voluminous ass cheeks to suck her bottom hole and taste her. My tongue pressed into the new crevice, a deeper crevice, richer and more heavily scented but no less sweet and wonderful. Her moans were deeper, slower, and longer. She moved her hips up and down along my dutiful tongue. I was crazy for her, crazy for her to push against me, to drive me deeper, deeper into her and to taste that sweet juice.
She started the heavy whisper of direction and inspiration, "Push your tongue into me. Taste me. Want me."
"You do want me. Don't you." It wasn't a question.
"Oh, yes," I moaned.
"You're so hungry for me."
