Her tongue brushed the tip.
The taste exploded through her like raw lightning — salty, darkly musky, pure concentrated male potency that punched straight to her core and made her walls flutter with sudden, aching starvation.
Her body knew this flavor on an ancient, animal level and immediately begged for more, cunt clenching in anticipation hard enough to push a fresh gush of thick cream down her thighs.
She could not stop.
Her tongue swirled hungrily around the swollen, flared crown, lapping up every thick bead of precum weeping from his slit like it was liquid sin. A deep, needy moan rolled from her throat —
"Mmmphhh…" — as she licked again and again, chasing that mind-melting rush. Her small hands stroked the massive shaft with reverent wonder, marveling at the scorching velvet heat, the iron rigidity, the brutal girth that forced her fingers wide apart.
She licked lower.
