I leaned in and touched her with my long snaking tongue, shivering with her exotic taste and electric softness. I heard her gasp and then groan, which prompted a manly groan from above as well. I ran my tongue around her lips and kept rubbing her bumpy clit with my soaking fingers.

I pulled my head back a little and gently pushed a finger up inside Stacy's slippery tunnel. She moaned out to me and walked her hands forward, dropping us both to our knees on the cushiony throw rug.

"Are you stroking your cock Michael," I moaned as I positioned myself behind Stacy, my fingers aggressively rubbing her juices...