Bare Bliss - Episode 10

She lay back against the sheets, thighs spread wide, the camera catching every wet inch between her legs. He knelt between them and pressed his mouth to her. His tongue moved slowly at first, drawing broad, wet strokes across her clit, then tighter circles, the kind that made her hips lift. She tasted clean and sweet, the sort of flavor you chase with another lick. Two fingers slid inside her, knuckles deep, while his tongue kept working. Her cunt clenched around them every time he sucked her clit. He pumped his fingers in a steady rhythm, curling them up toward that soft, ridged spot inside her. A soft sound escaped her throat—half sigh, half moan. Her nipples tightened into hard peaks, and her stomach fluttered each time he pressed deeper. She was dripping now, slick coating his fingers, running down his wrist. He pulled back for a second, lips shiny, then went back in harder, tongue flicking fast while his fingers fucked her in short, deliberate strokes. Her thighs trembled. She reached down, fingers sliding into his hair, holding him exactly where she wanted. He groaned into her, the sound vibrating straight through her clit. Her breath hitched, coming faster, the orgasm building sharp and tight low in her belly. He didn’t stop until her back arched off the bed and her cunt pulsed hard around his fingers, wetness spilling out in a warm rush. He kept licking, slow now, drawing every last twitch from her.