My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I felt my juices trickle down my thighs as I maneuvered my body to the song, letting it dictate how I shifted my hips... moved my feet, and caressed my flesh. I tweaked my nipples. I squeezed my tits. I cupped my curving ass. My fingers traced the tattooed vines flowering across my body, on my left leg up to my pussy, spilling around my pudenda, surrounding my left breast, and entwined about my right arm.More pussy juices rained down on me, the faerie tribbing so. As I sat there, catching my breath, she just looked me in the eyes, moaning, or humming? What ever it was, I was starting to get harder, she just smiled up at me and continued, this was incredible!Finally letting my dick drop out of her mouth and not saying a word, she got up, turned around and sat on my lap, my legs between hers. Grabbing my dick, she said, "just sit back" and rubbed the head around her pussy, before stuffing it in. She slowly startedgrinding her hips on me, wiggling my dick. She started pulling, sliding out of me, naturally the muscle relaxed the grip. At the cusp of her fully withdrawing she paused, and listened to the sounds I made. “More.. deeper… harder… see darling you are a slut.” Driving her cock inside again quickly , and then out, developing a rhythm. She was now fucking me hard.. I never used the force she was using violently thrusting in quickly pulling out. Her perfected pattern massaged my prostate like a clitorius. Without any way to stop it, my. Closer and closer they came to his balls as he moaned in pleasure. The tongues continued their assault on his thighs now frequently touching his balls and even wrapping around the base of his throbbing cock. So intent was he on the licking action on his balls and thighs that he barely noticed another tentacle/tongue sliding all over his ass. As it crept into his crack and began sliding up and down then around his puckered hole. He took notice. But there was nothing he could do to prevent it.