"Am I doing it right?" he murmured, staring at the beautiful flower made by the blades of her inner lips and her round, dark pink feminine hole, shiny with his saliva.

"Yee...esss...please continue," she trembled.

The hell is he asking that for? How is it important now? Besides, she is yet to experience this... she fucking loves it! Beauty thought.

Nestling under the neatly trimmed V of her pubic hair, her clitoris peeked out from its cover, a tiny pink button. Spreading her lips again, Bruno stuck out his tongue and ate from the bottom of her gash slowly up to the top, flicking at her clit.

Beauty squealed loudly...