Elizabeth's thighs trembled harder around my head. Her silver curls tickled my nose as I pressed deeper, thrusting my tongue into her tight, fluttering channel.
I fucked her slowly with my tongue, curling it to scoop out more of her flowing nectar, then returned to her clit to suck harder.
Two fingers slid back inside her soaked pussy, pumping in a steady, deep rhythm while my mouth focused entirely on her clit. I curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot inside her with every thrust, feeling her walls clench and ripple around me.
Her breathing had turned into controlled, measured inhales, but the wet, obscene sounds of my mouth devouring her pussy echoed loudly—slurping, sucking, licking.
Thick strands of her arousal coated my chin and dripped down my neck.
I looked up at her without stopping. Her silver eyes were half-lidded now, cheeks flushed, yet she still tried to maintain that cold, imperial expression. It only made the sight more erotic.
