It was a nice delight to experience. I groaned as he did it again. And again. He licked at me with hunger. I shuddered, enjoying this delight so much. I quivered bent over the little table, my orgasm building in me.

"Shit," he muttered. "Tastes so good."

"You feel so good," I whispered. "Mmm, make me cum."

He flicked his tongue over my clit, doing such a good job of that. He would make me burst. I couldn't wait for all that pleasure to sweep through me. Every time he stroked my bud, I came closer to bursting.

It was this naughty button that I loved that he pressed over...