A question caught me by surprise-4

A tuft of course fur tickled my chin as I finally reached her sex. Her
folds were glistening, radiating that intoxicating aroma that was starting
to fill the room. I idly I wondered if she tasted as good as she smelled.

I had no technique in mind. I briefly considered replicating what I’d
seen in Biker Whores 7, but once again I suspected that porn wasn’t the
most credible of sources. Instead, I gently probed her sex with my tongue,
pretending I was making out with her, albeit with a different orifice. The
slightly acidic taste took me by surprise at first, but I quickly grew to
appreciate it, noting that there was a sort of sweetness laced with the
tartness of her juices.

Whatever I did, it worked. Jennifer began to tense and buck, drawing my
head f***e fully into her snatch. I continued my efforts, lapping at her
folds. I could have continued for hours, but as her body started to tense
up, she brought my chin up, prompting me to pause.

“I need you Jack. God, I need you now,” Jennifer moaned.