Esme watched as Laurence kissed every inch of her. Including her inner thighs. Her back arcs when his tongue goes to her very private part. She almost squeezed it but he held it.
"Esme, I'm enjoying the view."
"I haven't shaved." She bit her lip.
"It's beautiful," Laurence smirked as he continued licking and sucking the little button while his eyes were burning in lust toward her. She gasped when he went deeper. She grabbed his hair. She bit her lip and moaned loud as his tongue licked faster. She squirmed and had her orgasm or more like a pee. She gasped and lay flat there drained.
"I'm sorry. Did I just pee?"
"No, silly." He crawled up to her and kissed her lips. She closed her eyes and tasted herself from his mouth.
"Are you going to get it in?" She asked.
"No." he caressed her hair.
"Why not?"
"I don't want to ruin your life, Esme."
She bit her lip and reached his face.
