That Little Pussy Licker Ate at Me like I was a Snack. ♕

Like a Little Kitten Licker at a Tasty Bowl of Cream.

While my body attempted to regroup, I looked down my body at her. The image of her big pouty eyes staring up at me while her lips stayed firmly sealed over my clit. An image of beauty looked up at m,e and in that moment, I had never wanted her more. We started our day with her pouting about one of her lovers finding out she was cheating, and she was feasting her feelings out on me. I knew I was just a tool to overcome whatever feelings she didn’t want to feel at the moment. She wanted to just fuck the pain away and I was ok with that. That little pussy licker began to swirl her tongue against that swollen sensitive part of me. Chills raced up my body, and I dug my nails into the side of the couch.

Little Pussy Licker Pro.

Oh God! was all I could think. Why was she so good at that? I watched her, and our eyes locked onto each other. That Little pussy licker concentrated on each and every one of my movements and studied each reaction that she got. I felt like a science project, and I was ok with it. Watching me and learning from my body how I wanted to be eaten. She was a fast learner because it wasn’t another minute before I felt the build-up again in my body. I felt a rush of release starting to plead to be let out. I held it all back, I fought that little pussy licker and I fought it hard. It was worth every second of it. I saw the confusion in her eyes and the eagerness build. She knew I was close. She increased the pressure and then the speed.

 Pussy Licker Leveling Up.

Her hand moved up my body toward my breast, and she squeezed a handful. Pawing me like a kitten would. It felt so good, and her small, delicate hand looked so little holding my large breast. Next, she circled my nipple, tracing it lightly with the tip of her tiny finger. My nipples stiffened, rock hard, swelling with excitement. Her finger and her thumb closed around it, and she rolled it in them, squeezing it tighter as she did. My body reacted, and I couldn’t help but shift all my weight.   Meanwhile, her eyebrow lifted as if to say she had an idea, and her other hand slid up my body, grabbing at my other breast. Now she had ahold of both of my nipples while that little pussy licker stayed locked on my clit..

Challenge Accepted.

She found a rhythm twisting me and squeezing me like a joystick of her favorite Sexy Little Freak game. That’s what I was to her a game a challenge some live level that Miss Little pussy Licker was sure to beat. It didn’t take long before I could hold back no more I felt my body shifting inside of me, a rush of pleasure demanding to be set free. She pinched and twisted harder than she had been. The pain caused me to give her the cry out she had been aiming for.  This time, I didn’t toss my head back; I maintained eye contact, but my eyelids fluttered violently. I shouted “I love you” with my last bit of strength and released. She looked up at me as her little pussy licker mouth filled with her prize and her eyes were pleased she had won.