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at the violent shudders that rippled from the site of his tongues devastation. “Is going to get exclusive with this hopelessly swollen area here.”  
    Another indulgent lap, harder this time.  
    I whimpered.
    “You are going to cream yourself so hard, love. Do tell me when it gets to that? When you feel your cream spilling down your milky thighs Elena? I am going to drain this pussy of juice. She is so ripe. So full. So tender. Let me desecrate her.”
    Desecrate. I frowned seeing a dried lemon, rotten, squeezed of all juice. Now that didn’t look pretty.  
    His tongue urgently flicked over my swollen sensitive skin. Just the tip of his   tongue driving deep, hard, lashing repeatedly. The whip of his tongue. The insane speed of it. The exquisite rub of the polished ball of metal of the tongue ring against my pulsing wetness pushed me to a dark primal place. Pleasure and pain collided.  
    Oh.
    Fucking.
    “Yesssssssss!” My head fell back. “Oh!”   My pussy pumped in motion to the insane tempo of his licks against the quivering inner folds of me. An insistent blissful roar of constant craving. Need. Hunger. Stimulation incineration, that tongue was everything. I wanted it to stop. I didn’t want it to stop. He was not moving as promised from the clit after I had greedily chased it. Of fuck. “Fuckkkkkkk!” I panted. The deep ache of my impending release was sensual torture. Beautiful agony.  
    “You taste so fine,” he moaned.  
    “Let me go,” I gasped out my plea as my wrists pulled at their restraints. I thought I might cry. I was a fucked up pool of arousal. My pussy overcome with juice.
    “No,” Thorn growled in sensual refusal.  
    I jerked suddenly, becoming aware of something tickling my inner thighs. A strange blast of heat rolling toward my knees.  
    My astounded stare met his half slit desire filled one.  
    “Your creamed yourself so hard it has run down your legs,” he reported in a low dark delicious rumble as he moved deftly to my right knee and kissed the wetness away.  
    I moaned in protest. I felt like I might explode.  
    His tongue expertly caught the remaining slide of cream. He was a blur of heat and activity as he keenly cleaned my thighs wetness and sucked, and caressed the dampness between my legs making my ass clench and toes shiver. He tasted me deeply, softly, reverently groaning. He rocked his body as he pressed closer to me, muscles in his huge shoulders twitching in tension. The man was soaked in it.  
    He swallowed. He grunted. He gulped. He groaned. Every single sound of him enjoying eating me reverberated my pussy in a buzz of pleasure.   He became frenzied, urgently, sucking, licking as the throbbing pressure in my pussy was eclipsed by an orgasm that left me shaking and boneless. Limp, I felt my body soften from the intoxicating rush of relief .
    “I love the way you taste when you come,” he groaned as he lapped indulgently at my sensitive, puffy, damp lips. “It drives me fucking wild, love. A taste is never enough.” A regretful sigh brushed over my tingling bud. I gasped as he fed my slit his tongue. Pushing it deep inside. He withdrew and smacked his lips. “Hmmm there’s a lot more juice deep in that fuck hole of yours. I think I will make a proper meal out of your pussy one day. We will start early, finish late. I will treat your pretty pussy like an all you can eat buffet.”   His dark green eyes flashed mischievously. “I’ll keep stuffing you full of pleasure, so you keep drenching my tongue.” He arched an eyebrow at me. “Sound good?”
    I could barely breathe for the image that put in my mind. I licked my lips and bobbed my head in agreement. Fuck yes.
    Silent, his mouth released mine. He rocked back on his heels and I could see his eyes shut, black lashes shivering against his ivory skin.   His face a mask of calm repose. He sighed dark green eyes popping open. They radiated insane heat at my twitching pussy. I felt an odd pull of