Sure Tyler had tasted many girls before, and dug his tongue in their pussy to pleasure them. It was never something he’d do for his own pleasure honestly. And it was not something he had ever thought would bring him pleasure.

But here he was enjoying the taste of Layla’s juices and if he was being entirely honest, it was the sweetest pussy he’d ever had the pleasure of tasting.

And he was rather amazed and a bit stunned that she tasted so good and sweet like cherries. How can someone taste like cherries so?

How can someone taste so sweet to the point that one could simply not be able to get enough?

Layla’s pussy was like his own euphoria pill. It drugged him entirely and made him crave for more like no other had done before her.

He couldn’t understand how a mere girl had him wanting, no, needing to taste more, drink more, suckle more, smell more. He just couldn’t…..

He groaned, pushing his nose more onto the soft flesh of her pussy and breathed in the sweet smell of her arousal.

He did not care that the tip of his nose was getting wet by

her juices or that his cock was angry with him for not letting it free. He bore the pain of his hard cock straining against his briefs and sweats.

There would be no time to let it free. Because if he did, he wasn’t so sure he’d stop at just having her touch him.

And if he was right with the calculations in his head, he only had about ten or fifteen minutes until his sister Daffodil wakes up from her slumber.

With all what he planned to do with her and to teach her, simply could not fit in ten minutes far less fifteen. He needed more time with her and unfortunately, he was running out of time.

But what he did know he had time for was making sure she came on his tongue. He’d make sure he would lick up every last drop of her cum from her pussy. Make sure she would be dry with no signs of what he had done to her.

tongue. He can do that. He had other girls cumming within less time. Surely he can have

reason not known to him, he felt a bit, how can he put it…….a bit scared and doubtful for the

night was different entirely. She was the one doing most of the work while he

it was his mouth doing the work, like it had done many times on countless girls before, but he couldn’t

and tightened his hold on her thigh. This was a nice position, like this she was open to him and he was,

opened his mouth on her pussy

drop of it that leaked out of her pussy, he licked

this. In fact, euphoria seemed too little of a

there was a word to

scalp with the harsh grip honestly, but he didn’t care. In

was liking this as much as

continue, harder. He sucked harder, suckled her rosy lips, licked at her entrance and sucked her nub,

felt the grip she had on his hair tighten, and he heard her whimpers, yet that

nectar. More of her whimpers. More of her trembles. More of her sweet voice moaning. He wanted more, simple

so good that he could hear her fighting the urge to scream. He dipped his tongue back into her awaiting hole and fucked her with

a good little girl, her

Layla. He thought. How can

to let it loose. On her of course. There was no other place his cock wanted to go but

to get his cock wet. He didn’t have enough time for

every second, every minute and every hour until that

For now. He had to remind himself. For

pretty little whimpers

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