Foreplay - Part 4

Her pussy soaked right through, dripping wet and twitching while a tongue dragged over every swollen inch. She gasped, knees falling wider open as that slick muscle flicked across her clit. He sucked on it harder. She arched. Her juices smeared his face but he kept at it, licking, sucking, making a filthy wet noise until her whole body bucked under him. Then his cock was inside her. He rammed in balls-deep, no teasing, just hard, snapping thrusts that made her moan each time their hips slapped together. Her cunt gripped him tight like it didn't want to let go. He pounded her faster, grip bruising on her thighs, driving until she came so hard she screamed his name. Sweat slicked their skin. He kept fucking her right through it, using her soaked hole like it was made just for him, both of them grunting like wild animals trying to finish together.