Tyler was finding it hard to think clearly when Layla’s taste kept dancing on his tongue. And he found himself not at all wanting to complain about his lack of concentration.

He simply didn’t care at the moment. It was Layla’s pleasure he cared about. And if he found himself getting drugged by her pussy then so be it.

He gripped her thighs, liking the way they felt as she tightens them around his neck but not too tight to suffocate him.

Tyler moaned as more of her juices burned on his tongue and danced with his tastebuds. This was pure bliss. What he imagined it to be.

And just imagine, if he was getting drugged by just the taste of her pussy, just imagine….how his cock would feel deep inside her.

Tyler groaned as his cock twitched. The damn thing didn’t like being caged, clearly. But he was running out of time.

He perhaps only had four minutes left until his sister wakes up. He had to be quick with this, unfortunately.

Hmmmm.

But her taste was so divine. He didn’t want to be quick

about this, no he wanted to savor this moment and just keep eating her until his mouth was tired. And even then he believed that he still wouldn’t stop.

Because Tyler simply couldn’t stop. He just couldn’t.

And he fear he wouldn’t, even when she is trembling and cumming on his tongue.

His body had completely changed since making that arrangement with Layla. So he didn’t trust his body to stop craving the taste of her.

He couldn’t trust his own body when it comes to Layla, imagine that!

Tyler wanted to laugh at himself for even putting himself in this situation. He clearly had not known what he had truly signed up for.

And he still didn’t know, not the extent of it. Something told him, this was just the tip of the iceberg, that there was more for him to see, feel, and taste.

And perhaps more

little Layla become impatient and started to pull his head closer to her juicy pussy

mouth.

Hmmmm.

Such sweet nectar.

a good

harsher and he’d go bald. Still, he didn’t protest,

cherries. She even smelled like it and if he was being honest, he was intoxicated by

Entirely.

his mouth, rubbing her wetness on

He wanted to chuckle.

completely different person and not the

it, he always did

known how much of a sexy vixen she’d

just imagine she didn’t have to do much

fucked her yet and

He groaned, suckling her nub and blowing lightly. He felt her shiver and arch her back off the door which led him to take

tugging his hair and moaning. Her thighs caged around his neck as she

was a bit shocked

only meant one thing, she was

that this would be over soon and a bit anxious to finally get the creaminess of her release

night that he hadn’t been the one to make her

not by his fingers. He had wanted to taste

what was going on with him then but now he knew that his

taken that cold shower, he tried to go back to bed. He really did. But his tongue troubled him the entire night. And his cock had been in an uproar even after that long

sleep. He even found himself begging the images of Layla’s lips and her eyes to stop tormenting him and let him doze

know when slumber had taken him. Didn’t even know when his cock had gone back to normal. He said normal because last night, his cock had been an

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