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I laugh softly against your skin, lips hovering right above your slick folds without touching. "That's not begging. That's whining." My tongue darts out for one quick, shallow lick along your outer lip, then I pull back again. You jerk hard, trying to chase the contact, but I hold you down tighter.

"Fuck, please," you gasp again, thighs shaking. "I can't take it. Your tongue feels so good. I need you on my pussy. I'll do anything." The sound of your voice cracking like that sends a hot pulse straight between my legs. I drag my tongue up the crease of your thigh instead, slow and wet, stopping just short of your clit. "Keep going," I murmur, savoring every desperate word. "Tell me exactly what you want my mouth to do."

Your breath hitches, bratty spark flickering even as you break. "Lick inside me. Suck on my clit. Make me cum on your tongue. Please, I'm dripping for you." I reward you with a single, firm stroke right over your entrance, tasting you properly for one long second before retreating again. Your frustrated moan is perfect. I grin against your skin, already wet myself from how easily you’re unraveling. "Good girl. Now say it louder." Except I don’t give you a chance as my mouth wraps around your clit and whatever you were going to say melts from your mind.

I hum against your clit, enjoying the taste of you as your hips buck against my tongue. I wrap my arms around your thighs and pull your legs up onto my shoulders so I can push my tongue inside you and fuck you hard with it. I keep going until I can feel every muscle in your body tense up as that wave of pleasure finally crashes over you. I slowly lick you as I let you ride out your orgasm but I don’t let up when you try to relax.

“Baby what are y—“ your words turn into a moan as I lick the full length of your soaked pussy. “F–fuuck baby, I’m…I’m so sen–sensitive.” I have my lips wrapped around your clit now as I suck on the swollen and sensitive nub. You try to squirm under me so I tighten my hold on your thighs as I draw another orgasm out of you, your moans turning into screams.

Your breathing turns ragged when you realize that I’m still not slowing down. “Wait baby–I’m so–I can’t take–HOLY FUCK!” You reach down and grab a fistful of my hair and try to pull but I don’t budge. You pull harder as I draw one last orgasm out of you. I finally stop and look up at you, your face flushed, eyes practically rolled to the back of your head. I slowly crawl back up your body as we both try to catch our breath. I smirk at you, slowly licking the taste of you off my lips

after stuffing her panties in my mouth to keep me quiet and fucking me harder

“Watch.” Her eyes immediately fall down to where her dripping, swollen pussy is gliding across my thigh. “You’re making a mess all over mommy’s thigh, aren’t you baby?”

“Yes..” She replies quietly, her thighs squeezing around me.

“Tell me why you’re making a mess, darling.”

“Because..” she takes a shaky little breath. “Because I’m a desperate little slut for mommy.”

“Yes you are.” I loosen my grip on her hips and she moves faster immediately. Frantic little movements of her hips as she humps my thigh, hands curling onto my shoulders

“Pathetic,” I whisper. “You can’t help yourself can you?”

A moan escapes her lips, her thighs trembling now, quick little puffs of breath, rubbing herself against me with a sweet little blush on her cheeks. The next time she thrusts forward against me my hand glides across my soaked thigh and I press two fingers deep inside her.

“Ah- mommy.” She screams and her body tenses for a moment, tears collecting in the corners of her eyes.

“Ride my fingers. Show me how good you are, how much you need mommy inside you.” I curl my fingers inside her.

And she does, moaning, trembling, babbling incoherently with her head thrown back. Completely lost in the feeling of me deep inside her. She fucks my fingers like the perfect little girl she is.