The licking. Oh, the licking. It was driving her insane. She couldn’t see the person whose tongue was giving her these incredible sensations. There was complete darkness. At least for her. She didn’t know where she was or what time it was. All she knew was that there was one a long, wet tongue lapping at her wet pussy. Fingers separating her swollen lips and a mouth pulling at her pulsing clit.
She wanted to tear the mask off to watch her lover between her legs. Was it even her lover? If she tried to somehow focus she could swear that there was another person in the room. Moaning. Breathing heavily. Was she just imagining it in her delirious state or was there someone else watching them? What if her lover was watching and a complete stranger was covering his mouth in her juices?
The thought made her shiver with excitement and new rush flooded out of her pussy. The sensations in her mind and on her body were threatening to push her over the edge. She couldn’t take it any longer. It was all too much. She reached up and pulled off the mask. I need to see…
