Sam arched her back, pushing her pussy even harder into my face, and cried out so loudly I smiled at the thought the neighbors would probably hear it. Her pussy tightened around my fingers once more. With a soft whimper, Sam's body relaxed and her legs slipped from my shoulders and onto the bed.

"Oh, god, I needed that, Justin. That was so good!"

Smiling, I gave her clit another kiss and reluctantly lifted my face from her sopping pussy. "You really liked it? I did okay?"

"Can't you tell?" She laughed. "You really think I would fake it?"

"No," I said, feeling pretty proud of myself.

"Justin?"

"What?"

"Are...