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.

to have her trembling and cumming on his tongue. He can do that. He had other girls cumming within less time. Surely he can have Layla

he put it…….a bit scared and doubtful for the first time. Doubtfui and scared he couldn’t

one doing most of the work while he only groaned in her ears

girls before, but he couldn’t help but feel

like this she

mouth on her pussy and

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

fact, euphoria seemed too little of a word to compare to what

there was

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

a sign that she was liking

harder. He sucked harder, suckled her rosy lips, licked at her entrance and sucked her nub, praying she’d produce more of that sweet

shake, he felt the grip she had on his hair tighten, and

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

He took more. He sucked her so good that he could hear her fighting the urge to scream. He dipped his tongue back into her awaiting

so wet and like a good little girl, her pretty pussy

Layla. He thought. How

of course. There was no other place his cock wanted to go but inside

was running out of time. He wouldn’t have time to get his cock wet. He didn’t have enough time for

soon. Soon indeed. And he was counting down every second, every minute and every hour until that soon is right in his face, and when that soon will

then, his cock was caged. For now. He had to remind himself.

little whimpers that

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