Cammie Healy - Jennifer Foor Page 0,66

could lick my own nipple, but as Wes pointed it in that direction and drug his tongue over it while kissing me at the same time, I couldn’t help but try. The second my own tongue made contact with the rock hard tip of my nipple I lost it. I didn’t know it was possible to orgasm without being touched between my legs, but it was happening. My body bucked beneath his, a rumble coming from his lips and vibrating onto mine while I was losing it.

“That’s it, Cam.”

“Oh my god. What the hell are you doing to me?”

“Shh, no questions. I’m taking my time. I’m giving you what you asked for.”

“I might not make it through the whole process if this proceeds the way it is. I’m falling apart at the seams.”

I could tell he was pleased with himself. He lowered his lips back down and began placing light pecks over the skin of my ribs. I was still recovering from the sudden orgasm he’d given me, and now he was at it again. While he traveled around my skin, laying claim to each inch, his hands followed, making sure he left no parts untouched.

The lower he cruised, the harder it was to focus. I knew exactly where he was headed with that skilled mouth, and I knew if he could get me off without touching me down there, then when he actually did it I was going to buck him violently off the bed accidentally. I literally feared I wouldn’t be able to control the convulsions that were about to happen.

Gradually, as slow as a pace could be, he made his way between my legs. I heard little sounds escaping him as if he were biting into a juicy peach. I ran my hands through his damp hair, feeling his head move as he narrowed in on his next treasure. “My mouth is watering, Cam. You’ve got me so goddamn worked up I can’t control myself. I need to taste you. I want to lick away the remnants of what I’ve done to you, so I can make you soaked all over again.”

I was gasping for air, desperately trying to open my eyes and watch him closing in on my sensitive sex. While his eyes were fixed on mine, I watched him take his chin and rub it over my pussy. His skin glistened as he backed away and looked down at it. Gazing back at me only as he stuck out his tongue and drug it over my wet lips. I bucked once, letting go of his hair and grabbing the sheets beneath me.

He was licking me clean, using his tongue like a mop. Then, without warning I felt him lap over my clit. I tried to squirm but he tightened his hold. He sucked the mound into his mouth and applied pressure.

“Holy crap. Go slow. Please please please, oh, right there. Oh…my…gosh. Don’t stop!”

Wes kept going, bringing his thumb up and rubbing it hard. The more pressure he put on it, the harder it was to keep my ass from spasming. With his tongue fully extended he dove in between the lips, moving to a gradual pace while the thumbing continued to beckon another release.

Wes continued until I couldn’t contain it any longer. I felt a gush of fluid coming out of me and panicked. I sat up and placed my hand over my mouth. “Oh my god. You made me pee myself.”

He chuckled and shook his head, wiping his mouth off with the towel. “You didn’t pee, Cam. You exploded. You squirted. I’ve never made a girl do that.”

“I’m so embarrassed,” I confessed while covering my face with a pillow.

He came up and moved it away, pressing his lips against mine. Remnants of me were all I could smell. As his tongue slipped over mine I could taste myself. When he pulled away he brushed the hair from my face. “Don’t be embarrassed. I’m elated. You’re amazing. I just want to keep pleasing you. I need more.”

I reached between his legs and finally took his huge cock into my grip. “Maybe I should take a turn.”

“You told me to make love to you. I don’t want you doing something you don’t want to.”

I lowered myself while answering. “I want to. Let me please you.”

“Sit on my face, Cam. Climb up here and let me eat you. I want to come with your pussy in my mouth.”

His words gave me chills. My hard nipples brushed across