"Not so fast?" We left it unsaid because she knew how long I chased her. She smiled again and nuzzled her head in my shoulder. I wasn't sure what to do. I had waited for this moment for years and it was hanging the balance. The question rose in the room in silence, before the bubble burst she blurted that she had to go to the bathroom. Didn't Al Pacino say that in the "Godfather"? Wasn't there a murder after he said that? I watched her tight little figure wiggle out of the room and I tried to block out all thoughts from my mind. After a few minutes she called me into her bedroom.
The blinds were turned backwards so the light was slanting into the room illuminating her lying on her stomach across the bed. She was nude except for a pair of black thigh highs and a cunning smile; her head turned over her shoulder like an orb. Her left leg kicked up and hung in the air. I was speechless for a change. She rolled over and causally spread her legs, "cat got your tongue?"
I shoved my face between her legs. I took a long lap up her snatch. She wasn't bare but her bush was neatly trimmed, the brown curls ticked my lips. I used my hands to pry apart her legs and I settled my thumbs between her pussy. I spread it wide and I took another long lap till I found her clit. She shuddered and I began to eat and lap. I couldn't believe my tongue was diving inside the cunt I wanted for years. She was delicious and I ate like I was famished and for once I really was hungry. She locked her thighs around my skull and I felt her moan or hum, I couldn't tell. My hands slipped around and grabbed her ass, trying to push my tongue through her spine. She bucked and she wheezed and her body started to stiffen. I hoped she was close because my tongue was getting tired. I blanked out and just kept going, her hand reached the top of my head and finally she shivered. I knew I could slow down and she scratched the nape of my neck with her nails. I pulled away and she looked me over with some half lidded eyes. While I bent over to kiss her my fingers found their way into her damp hole and she gasped and involuntarily shuddered. She rubbed my cock through my jeans, murmuring: "this is a good place to hide a hard-on." I felt the zipper go down and she grabbed my shaft and tried to bend over. She couldn't make it so I held a finger up to signal stop. I got out of my shoes and socks and I allowed her to pull my pants down.
