Kate moaned as the man between her legs just grazed her throbbing clit with the tip of his tongue. One finger moved gently between her folds as he pulled back and planted loving, light kissings on her inner thighs. His thick stubble made her tingle as he would occasionally nuzzle her clit with his nose while his prickly chin moved up and down her slit. She knew his beard would be drenched in her wetness when he finished toying with her, and she anticipated the pungent scent on his face and the tangy sweetness of her taste when he kissed her soon.
Meanwhile, he’d moved his hands to part her lips as he worked his tongue up and down her opening. At the top, he would pause to tease her clit and swirl his tongue over and around it. One thumb was very lightly teasing her rosebud, heightening her pleasure and pushing her closer to the release she craved.
She’d had other lovers, of course. But none who knew her so well, no one else could play her body like the exquisitely tuned instrument it was, no other soul focused his every effort on pleasing her. That attention to her needs only drove her desire to please him all the more and ensured that the time they were apart would make their next coupling even more intense.
His pace was increasing now; his kisses turning into suckling, his tongue not just licking, but probing. He slid his hands under her to cup her ass, to push her up as his mouth and face pushed down. Kate was mewling, and her lover was growling as he moved faster, harder, more insistently against her molten core. Now the teasing was over, and he was devouring her, murmuring “cum, love, cum Katie girl, cum for me” even as he licked and sucked and probed and ATE her.
“Oh god, oh god, please oh god, yes yes yes,” Kate moaned as a wave crashed over her followed by another and another and another as a pounding tide of pleasure carried her away. She thrashed – she convulsed – on the bed as he brought her to orgasm, and just as he knew how to bring her there, he knew when to subside, how to gently bring her back to her senses, whispering her name, confessing his love, kissing kissing kissing.
“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Fuck me now, please.”
Instead he moved up her body and pulled her over him, his strong arms engulfing her, kissing her forehead and chuckling.
“Not now, Katie love,” he cooed. “You have to get ready. He’ll be here soon, and you have to get dressed. I’ve laid out your clothes in your room. Go shower, and I’ll see you downstairs.”
“Okay, Dad,” Kate sighed, and reluctantly left her father’s bed and padded down the hallway.
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