She swirled her tongue over his thumb, sucking it hard and bobbing her head. Her lips smacked with a giggle. “I need to suck on your gorgeous, massi...e dick, babe,” she told him with a fixed stare. John’s cock throbbed and jerked again. April whimpered quietly and licked her lips, knowing what was coming to her. The fire within her was rekindling already and she felt the stinging cold that radiated from the kitchen floor. Her sex burned again with John’s next quiet, calm command. “Take them. ” Then he turns my body sideways placing himself behind me, enough so that I can turn my head sideways and see. I’d recognise that sight anywhere. It’s me. Blown up on a screen covering the entire wall and zoomed in on, is my pussy for everyone to see. I finally know what Rogan meant by see for yourselves. I hadn’t even realised… I’m aroused. On the screen, the wetness dripping out of my pussy hole is pretty telling but more than that, is the erect state of my clit. In its current state, it. He dipped the tip of his hot tongue slowly into the crevice of her valley, searching for her sensitive clit. She gasped when he found it, and rolled her lower body up against his face unintentionally. She shivered as his tongue probed her most sensitive areas, and moaned sweetly into the air. She wondered if he knew how his tongue made her emotions surge within her or how the intensity of the sensations set her mind reeling. He began to lash at her clit using his tongue like a whip, each. We ordered coffee and began to talk, his voice was calm, not too deep, and he was well spoken without sounding too "posh". I, on the other hand was manic, nerves and caffeine getting the better of me and causing me to talk too much and too quickly, plus I'd been up working til 6am and sleep deprivation always makes me over talkative. The conversation was easy but awkward at the same time, it flowed, there were no awful silences, but we both knew we were there to take the measure of the other.