His hand wandered lower, stroking over her stomach, caressing her side and then slithering over her smooth mound, to find her swollen clit. Her rubbed...over her, sending tendrils of fire up from her sex into her belly. Her pussy squeezed him, growing even tighter and reciprocating the waves of pleasure he was sending through her.Her mouth made contact with his shoulder, leaving teeth marks in his skin as her orgasm crested. She thrashed underneath him, clenching around him rhymically, stroking. My hand touched and covered her pussy over the panties. Believe me, she did not flinch and her face remained expressionless. I pressed her pussy with my hand and began to rub it from top to bottom several times. I didn’t have the slightest idea the tigress was about to pounce on its prey. I don’t know if she was an expert in martial arts, but in a lightening speed of action, she lifted her two legs and wrapped it around my head. Then supported with her hands, she pulled my face and pressed it. Soon I started moving it in and out. She was enjoying what I was doing to her. I moved my finger out, and moved her pussy lips apart and tasted her pussy. She was growing mad with my touches. I moved my tongue inside to taste it from inside. And started tongue fucking her, moving my tongue in and out and licking her and sucking and fucking her. She was moaning now even louder and liquid flowing out of her like someone has left the tap open. She squirted hard all over face and I cleaned it my. I began to hyperventilate in a frenzied effort to breathe. As I gasped in air I discovered that a narrow hole through the center of the gag allowed air to enter fairly easily. Gradually my frenzy subsided and my breathing became more regular. "That's it," Carol instructed, "Work on that big hard cock with your sweet little mouth. You'll need the practice." The last remark sent a shiver down my spine and into my own loins. I tried to cry out but my protest was muffled. All that came out wa low.