Ben moved his head lower, his face finally at her hairless snatch.

By this time, he couldn't wait to get his mouth on her exquisite pussy.

Ben lowered his head and pressed his lips against her labia, coating it with her wetness. He let out a moan. He extended his tongue and held it rigid as he flicked it over her clit.

Taylor arched her back and threw her head back, moving her body against Ben's mouth. He found his tongue at the threshold of her pussy and slowly inserted it into her as far as it would go.

Taylor's chest was heaving and panting in a sexual rhythm. She...