Fucked By The Homeless Man II

"BEAUTIFUL," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He leaned in, and his tongue, rough and warm, licked a trail from my inner thigh up to my clit. A scream, half-pleasure, half-shock, tore from my throat. My hands fisted in my hair, pulling at the roots. My hips bucked, an instinctive response to the glorious assault.

He sucked on my clit, pulling it into his mouth with a greedy intensity that made my vision swim. My legs, now wide apart, trembled ...