Pat and Jennifer Ch. 02

Pat responded with a short, disappointed sounding moan, but then returned to whimpering. Her hips almost rose of the bed, and I felt the strong spurt of her pussy juice hit my tongue, like a water pistol, splashing it up in my mouth!

It was so good! It tasted so good! I had made it so good for her, and for me! I had to have as much of it as I could! She was moaning and quivering. My tongue lapped up what it could find in my palm, and then my fingers were in my mouth. That tasted different, and the moisture was creamy, but I liked that just as much and wanted more of it. My tongue swept up from below the mouth of her vagina and found some. But there must be more - below there.