His tongue slithers over my sex, and I lose my mind. A sharp cry of utter ecstasy breaks from my mouth. He withdraws. “Was that wrong?” “No, no, it was perfect. Do it again. Over and over. Oh fuck!” I gasp as his enormous tongue strokes me. It’s forked, god, it’s forked and it’s wriggling, probing along the lips of my sex, gliding along my slit. “God, yes… Taste me, play with me…”
of course it's forked!! lol
