He began to lick and swirl, pushing deep into her hole and slamming in and out with his tongue, then licking up her wetness to circle her clit.
Blackness started to flicker at the edges of her vision. The golden flickers of the candle seemed to expand throughout her senses. As she lay there she turned her head, vaguely looking over at her oil-covered arm glittering in the light, her soft hand limply resting on her bed cover.
Wet sounds came from between her legs. The smell of Subh, of the incense, of her own wetness, swirled in the air. Something soft and wet slid into her vagina, curled up, slid back. Everything between her legs tingled. Pressure grew closer and closer towards that sweet release.
"Subh..." June whispered weakly.
"Subh. I..." She tried again, barely whispering. "Subh.... Subh... I want to cum ... with you inside me..."
He couldn't hear her. The wet sounds continued. The tingling in her clit grew stronger.
"Subh. I want you inside me." Her voice started to regain some force. "I want you inside me. I want to cum with you inside me."
She drew in a full breath.
"SUBH! I want to cum WITH YOU INSIDE ME!!!"
The last was almost a scream, her mouth wide open, the tendons in her neck standing out, the sound sung out straight from the diaphragm.
The wet sounds stopped. The pressure faded. June lay there on her back, panting, watching the play of the candlelight on the ceiling above her. The mounds of her breasts heaved as her breath rose and fell. Her nipples stood up like little rounded columns. She clearly felt a drop of wetness between her legs drip down out of her pussy.
Gently but firmly, hands reached out to lift her legs. She felt them spread out wide. Her pussy was fully open to his view.