Playmate Review - Episode 7

She arched her back against the silk sheets, legs spread wide as his fingers traced lazy circles around her clit. Her nipples hardened into tight peaks. He watched her face, hungry for every reaction. Her breath hitched when he slid two fingers inside her, thumb still working her clit in slow, deliberate strokes. She was wetter now. He curled his fingers and found that spot that made her thighs tremble. She reached for him, pulled him down until his mouth found hers, then his tongue replaced his thumb. He licked her slowly, savoring the taste, the heat. She rocked against his mouth, fingers twisted in his hair. He slipped a third finger inside her. Her hips lifted off the bed. She came with a sharp cry, legs shaking, cunt pulsing around his fingers. He kept licking through it, gentler now, until she pushed him away, oversensitive and gasping. He rose over her, cock hard against her thigh, and kissed her deep so she could taste herself on his tongue.