SexArt - Episode 7

He pushed her thighs apart and buried his tongue between her lips, working slow circles over her clit until she gripped the sheets. She tasted clean and warm, and every flick made her hips twitch. He slid two fingers inside her, curled them upward, and found the spot that made her breath catch hard. She pushed against his mouth, chasing the pressure, while he kept his rhythm steady and deliberate. When she came, her thighs clamped around his head and her whole body shook, a low moan spilling out as her muscles pulsed around his fingers.