“Don’t pretend you don’t want my tongue on your pussy.” Her fingers reach up and grasp my hair so tight there’s a sting at the root. “No one has ever—” My heart stutters, mouth watering; a thrill surging through me like a tidal wave. I move closer, my arm still pinning her down by her stomach, blowing my breath on top of her already swollen clit. “Shame for them then. A fucking pleasure for me.”
