I laughed and then moaned as his forked tongue fucked my channel, dipping and rubbing and licking me from the inside out, while the other half burrowed against my clenching ass, wetting and slicking the nervous muscle. Let me in, blodyn bach. Give me my feast, and I will give you yours. "It's not fair—" I gasped, relaxing and immediately invaded by a squirming tongue. "Not fair that you can talk with your mouth full." Hywel laughed again, and tears pricked my eyes. His laughter was something like honor.
