"Ah ah... don't suck... whimper... good brother... good husband..."
"Good husband," it was the first time Halueth had called him that.
Ethlando tasted the sweetness of it, and he smacked Halueth's raised buttocks a few times, teasing and tempting him, saying, "Tell me! What is your husband doing!"
"Ah ah... don't hit... don't hit me... whimper... my husband is licking my pussy..."
"How about this then?" Satisfied with the response, Ethlando became even more audacious in ravaging Halueth's lower body.
He used his tongue to part the delicate lips, capturing the pink bud inside, and vigorously licked it twice.
"Husband... ah... my husband is licking Luethy's naughty little bud... oh oh... right there... feels so good... oh... ah ah..." The most sensitive clitoris couldn't withstand the teasing, and in no time, Halueth shuddered and sprayed.
Consecutive orgasms drove Halueth nearly insane.
