“I did,” I breathed. “Fuck, I imagined so many times being at your feet and licking your cunt while you degraded me. I couldn’t get enough of it. I was going crazy just imagining how you tasted.” “Stop—fuck—I’m gonna—” She didn’t even finish her sentence before her orgasm overtook her. Just like I imagined, her cunt was leaking all over my hand. “But now I don’t have to imagine, do I?” I asked with a wicked smile, bringing my hand up to lick all of her wetness off my fingers.
