Even without your direction, my intention from the first was to suck you clean.
I kiss my way up your right leg. Little butterfly kisses with a quick touch of the tip of my tongue every few inches or so. Your body hot, damp with sweat, slightly salty. My tongue tingling by the time I reach your sex.
Your lips are pulled out, long and distended. Your odor intoxicating and strong. Wetness covers your pussy and surrounding thighs along with the lower region of your bush. His cum leaking out of you.
My tongue glides through the light sheen leading to your center. I flatten it so I can lick as much of you as I can. You raise up your hips, allowing me to more easily access all of you. The first long lick collects the cum that had oozed out of you. A newly familiar salty taste on my tongue. My tongue brings it, and your juice, into my mouth so I can swallow the combined mixture.
I lick again and again. Keeping my tongue flat to clean your folds quickly. Each journey ending in the soft curly fur. Your clit, hard and long, peeks out from under your hood. My movement ensures that my tongue travels over it each time. Knowing that it is not what you like best but wanting to delay that for now.
Feeling your digits weave along my scalp, a gentle pressure that guides my mouth back to your wet center. I slide my tongue into you now. Quickly its coated with the cum that fills you. I bring my fingers up to open you as I work my oral muscle in you. Drawing out his cum with it, sucking and swallowing repeatedly. Your fingers pull me in tighter and I know that you are pleased by this slow but methodical cleansing.
As I work, my nose brushes the erect nub of your clit. No, not a nub. Its much larger than that. And knowing that it awaits me adds to my growing lust.
I continue to suck you clean. Forcing my tongue to its extremity inside you, wanting all that you have but finding less and less salty goo. Thinking that it is almost time.
"Ok baby, you can do it now."