As we were kissing, her body jolted. Both of us surprised, we looked down to the other end of the couch where we found him indulging in Marianna's pussy. As we established earlier, he was a master of the clit by hand, but holy cow, an eager tongue working the same spot grants vastly different outcomes. Still holding my love exchanging passionate kisses, she pulled away bucking, screaming:

-"Fuck yeah, keep going!!"

With those words she pulled his head into her crotch forcefully, grinding her pelvis against his lips, demanding his tongue taking care of her clit and labia. I've spent many minutes, maybe hours, maybe even days in the...