He was almost ready to make his move, but

He quickly restrains her.

"Don't stop," she screamed as her stomach began turning like crazy.

He thrust his tongue in and out of her, spreading her legs wide apart.

"Paint my face, baby," he said, his voice resonating against her p*ssy.

Her legs began to shake violently, and her stomach tightened into a ball. Her whole body began to shake as a small wimpier escaped from her mouth. As she heard him slurp it all, Santi began to lick up all the liquid that had spilled from her.

Her hair covered her entire face, and her body felt warm and relaxed....