“Oh, the way you taste,” I purred as I slid my tongue up and down her folds, feeling her soft buds, her wet arousal, and how she tasted. Once again, it felt like I was testing softness. I couldn't describe it any other way but that. She tasted soft, clean, and so sweet that I wanted to devour every inch of her.

“Your tongue…” she breathed, our eyes still joined, her chest heaving. “It feels so hot.”

“You like it, no?”

“Yes, I do. It feels so good.”

I ...