"Mmmmmm..." Aevangeline sighed. "That's nice."
"Do you like it when I do that?"
"Oh, yes. Please continue."
They lay together on Aevangeline's bed, with Jirawut lying on his side between her legs. Her right arm rested across his chest, and with her left hand, she stroked his hair.
He licks her clitoris gently and then slides his tongue inside her.
"You're so wet. Is it going to fit?"
"Are you kidding? You've got room to spare."
Jirawut laughed. "Good. I like having room to stretch."
He sucked hard on her clit, and Aevangeline moaned. "More please!"
He slid a finger inside her, and she writhed under his ministrations. She felt herself approaching orgasm.
"Ah! Jirawut..."
"I'm here, love. Hold tight."
Her climax hit her like a hammer, and she screamed. Jirawut kept sucking on her clit until she quieted, then he rolled on top of her, pressing his groin against hers.
"Was that okay?" he asked.
