Bab 132: pvssy tight, pvssy clean, pvssy fresh

Blaze's pov

  I reached down between his legs, fingers lightly tracing the outer part of his lower lips which I just thoroughly made out with about a minute ago. His face grew more flushed as he panted, mouth falling open as I opened his cunt up with two fingers, thumb lightly grazing over his throbbing clit.  He whimpered as he trembled underneath me and I grinned as I drank every inch of him up once again. 

I leaned down and trailed my lips down the side of his throat, breathing his maddening scent in and dragging my nose over the fluttering pulse right there. He cried out and arched off the bed when I thumbed his clit again and I gently nipped at the side of his exposed throat, emitting another starved cry from him as he shuddered, growing wetter against my fingers.

I pulled away from his throat and stared down at his face, taking in the wrecked expression across his face. I leaned down until our mouth lightly touched before speaking.