He returned in about the same time she had, carrying a bag filled with the same generic lube she had brought before. “How are you doing, gorgeous?” He sits down and begins to organize his bag, taking out a lube tube. As he looks up, puzzled why she hasn’t spoken a word he sees something that overfills him with joy.
“You’re practically gushing!” I love it!” He puts his hand on her lower back and comes closer to investigate. “You’re awfully quiet, say something!” to which came no reply.
He grabbed her by her hips and slightly lifted her body, pushing his face into her crotch and enjoying her sweet horny taste. It was hard telling what was his saliva and her juices. His tongue glided everywhere, she would whimper each time he pushed it deeper inside.
“You’re such a good girl.” No words came from her lips. “Can you say something verbally so I can hear if you tell me to stop?” A few seconds passed followed by an exhausted sounding, “Fuck you…”