susurrus
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"Mmm. Hard for you," I mumbled, my head spinning with the fragrance rising from Angelique's incredible pussy. I could already taste her, even though my mouth hadn't touched her yet.
When I received the order to take off her panties and expose her amazing cunt to me, I immediately hooked my fingers over the waistband of her skimpy undies and started sliding them down my wife's shapely legs and over the sexy shoes she'd shown me earlier.
I couldn't help but briefly hold the crotch of Angelique's flimsy underwear to my nose for one last sniff before I turned my attention once more to the real thing.
I knew better than to just dive in. The order had been to take off her panties, not get right in and eat her. Her legs were still close together, so I could get her panties off her, but she remedied that soon enough, and it took every iota of willpower I possessed to keep myself from simply burying my face in her luscious slit at the first sight of her wonderful cunt.
She let me suffer for over a minute, just looking at her gorgeous pussy, knowing I was desperate to taste her. My cock was rock hard, threatening to split through the fabric of my panties. Briefly, I wondered what kind of penalty there'd be for that, but it was fleeting, and my thoughts turned swiftly back to the object of my obsession.
Finally, with a knowing, naughty smile, Angelique whispered, "Eat me."
As I came forward to eagerly obey, my wife raised her perfect ass off her chair, which allowed me to slip my hands under and cup her luscious cheeks as I thrust my face into the greatest pussy the world has ever known.
The next few minutes were a cunt-lapping blur. My ecstasy had once again pegged out my arousal needle. Angelique always rewarded me with plenty of encouragement, and I could tell just how good a job I was doing by whether she could keep her voice even as she spoke, or if it was punctuated by gasps and hesitations and moans and the like. The more disjointed her speech got, the hotter it got me, because I knew I was getting her more and more aroused with my tongue and lips.
Then, the reward I'd been working toward. Angelique stiffened just before her body started to shiver and her play-by-play transformed into incoherent moans. Her cunt gave me its prize for a job well done, and I drank my fill.
Keeping my face in contact with her quivering pussy as her orgasm subsided, I only pulled slowly away when her breathing came more evenly and her grip on my head let up.
Backing away, I admired the soaking wet beauty of my wife's exposed cunt, waiting ti find out what my next duty would be. I didn't bother glancing to my panties. I knew they were soaked,. My hard-on pressed straight out against the fabric and drooled constantly. Even if I'd have come home with my panties in pristine order, eating my wife's glorious cunt would have definitely gotten them wet. However, so far, the game only included my keeping my panties dry at work (which I had as yet to accomplish, even when I wore the fuckinggoddamn cage). Angelique loved getting me hot. She knew I loved her getting me hot. If her teasing got no reaction, I was sure the game would have ended years ago. Since it still got the desired response, it continued, to both our delights.
As I gazed at my wife's incredible slit, her juices drying on my face, she finally started to move. I just watched, mesmerized. I love watching her nude body move, and considering what she wore, Angelique might as well have been nude. Before long, she was on her hands and knees, her cunt once more drooling and awaiting, Her perfect little asshole was now exposed, too, and I could hardly wait to give it a little attention, too.
Then, finally, I got the cooing order to get back to it, and I started out with a single, long lap from her clit, all the way up and over her puckered little anus...
When I received the order to take off her panties and expose her amazing cunt to me, I immediately hooked my fingers over the waistband of her skimpy undies and started sliding them down my wife's shapely legs and over the sexy shoes she'd shown me earlier.
I couldn't help but briefly hold the crotch of Angelique's flimsy underwear to my nose for one last sniff before I turned my attention once more to the real thing.
I knew better than to just dive in. The order had been to take off her panties, not get right in and eat her. Her legs were still close together, so I could get her panties off her, but she remedied that soon enough, and it took every iota of willpower I possessed to keep myself from simply burying my face in her luscious slit at the first sight of her wonderful cunt.
She let me suffer for over a minute, just looking at her gorgeous pussy, knowing I was desperate to taste her. My cock was rock hard, threatening to split through the fabric of my panties. Briefly, I wondered what kind of penalty there'd be for that, but it was fleeting, and my thoughts turned swiftly back to the object of my obsession.
Finally, with a knowing, naughty smile, Angelique whispered, "Eat me."
As I came forward to eagerly obey, my wife raised her perfect ass off her chair, which allowed me to slip my hands under and cup her luscious cheeks as I thrust my face into the greatest pussy the world has ever known.
The next few minutes were a cunt-lapping blur. My ecstasy had once again pegged out my arousal needle. Angelique always rewarded me with plenty of encouragement, and I could tell just how good a job I was doing by whether she could keep her voice even as she spoke, or if it was punctuated by gasps and hesitations and moans and the like. The more disjointed her speech got, the hotter it got me, because I knew I was getting her more and more aroused with my tongue and lips.
Then, the reward I'd been working toward. Angelique stiffened just before her body started to shiver and her play-by-play transformed into incoherent moans. Her cunt gave me its prize for a job well done, and I drank my fill.
Keeping my face in contact with her quivering pussy as her orgasm subsided, I only pulled slowly away when her breathing came more evenly and her grip on my head let up.
Backing away, I admired the soaking wet beauty of my wife's exposed cunt, waiting ti find out what my next duty would be. I didn't bother glancing to my panties. I knew they were soaked,. My hard-on pressed straight out against the fabric and drooled constantly. Even if I'd have come home with my panties in pristine order, eating my wife's glorious cunt would have definitely gotten them wet. However, so far, the game only included my keeping my panties dry at work (which I had as yet to accomplish, even when I wore the fuckinggoddamn cage). Angelique loved getting me hot. She knew I loved her getting me hot. If her teasing got no reaction, I was sure the game would have ended years ago. Since it still got the desired response, it continued, to both our delights.
As I gazed at my wife's incredible slit, her juices drying on my face, she finally started to move. I just watched, mesmerized. I love watching her nude body move, and considering what she wore, Angelique might as well have been nude. Before long, she was on her hands and knees, her cunt once more drooling and awaiting, Her perfect little asshole was now exposed, too, and I could hardly wait to give it a little attention, too.
Then, finally, I got the cooing order to get back to it, and I started out with a single, long lap from her clit, all the way up and over her puckered little anus...