That plump, delicate opening being pushed apart, such eager lips pressing against it, wanting to devour you. Teasing you ever so slightly, making you want them to clamp down just a little more, to suck just a little harder. The way that tongue seeks you out, needing to explore. So soft and slippery, so flexible and strong, holding you at its mercy, wanting to flicker against the most sensitive parts. Feeling every tiny quiver and then honing in to cause it further. The more I feast on you, the more I can draw out those little moans…

That’s how it feels up here. To think how it feels down there…

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Such softness and precision, working with so much intent against that sensitivity. This is the very element of sex, to devour such beauty, to tirelessly feast yet never once be full, always hungering for more. There is no moan, no scream, no word, that could ever signify that it is ‘enough’.

Every delicate, intimate fold of that sex, every calculated flutter of that tongue, so many details all hidden by such erotic contact. Only the most sensual pressure, skin against skin, lips against lips. 

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There is nothing I love more than eating you out, feasting on that tender delicacy of your sex. To me, it is better than penetration, an intensity that can not be matched, to have your most sensitive little area entirely at my mercy.

How I can control every aspect of what you feel, the tightening of your thighs and the shuddering of your hips letting me know precisely what you are feeling. An act that is solely about pleasuring you, entirely about giving your body what it desires most.

The most erotic action there is – to have my mouth parting your pussy lips, my tongue exploring your wetness, almost able to feel your pussy melt around my maw. There are many terms for it; to go down on you, to eat you out, to perform cunnilingus, oral sex, yet nothing quite captures what I always want to do to you. Your moans and screams simply say it best. 

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It always started the same, a chance hookup on a night out followed by some passionate sex back at her house; it’s what happened once they awoke that her victims would never forget. 

Strapped securely in the custom-made chair, the girls would wake up completely helpless with the object of their one-night stand now nestled between their legs. This time, however, there would be no stopping the onslaught. The oral they had experienced the night before was actually nothing more than a little appetiser, a way of seeing just how sensitive they were and just what got them off the most. From now on, it would just be constant, unrelenting pussy licking and sucking taken to a level that they would never have imagined in their most intense dreams. The woman did not stop. There was no response to their screams of near-painful pleasure and pleas for mercy. 

For her, it was always a test to see whether she could break her own record, to keep going for as long as possible. Even if her victim passed out, they’d simply wake to discover their pussy still being feasted on. Often after the 2-hour mark, they became desensitized from the pleasure, though she always mixed her techniques up to prevent it for as long as possible. 

This one was quite the screamer, something she truly loved; she’d make sure to keep her going for many hours to come. 

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