" "I know." "I know. Is there anything else I could do to help you?" I knew what he meant. Phillip's tongue brings me more pleasure than most men's dicks. I stepped out of the shower, and started to reach for a towel. Phillip was quicker than me, and before I knew it, he had a towel in his hand, and was gently patting me dry. I stood there, watching him in the mirror. He had dropped to his knees as he dried my feet. The scene was very erotic. As he began to straighten up, I reached my hands down and put them on the back of his head. I didn't need to use any pressure. He knew what I wanted. His head came up to my pussy, his tongue reaching out and licking my pubes. Leaning against the wall, I opened my legs enough to give Phillip better access to my cunny. He didn't need an invitation. His mouth clamped over my clitoris and started to suck it gently with his lips. I have a very pronounced clit. When I'm excited, it pushes past the outer lips of my pussy, and sticks straight out. Phillip knew how to arouse me to my fullest. Without moving his mouth off my cunt, he reached his arms up my torso, and found my melon sized breasts. While his tongue whipped my clit back and forth, his fingers rolled my bullet nipples after a fashion of someone feeling fine silk. I felt my body tighten as his skilled technique started to build the fires in my cunt higher and hotter! And I watched every movement in the wall sized mirror. |