"Ah... ah..." Samira's hands gripped Kevin's head as his tongue tantalized the area around her vagina without making direct contact. He continued this teasing for at least a dozen minutes.
Samira attempted to guide him to her vaginal lips, but Kevin was skillfully evading her efforts, intensifying her sensitivity with his tongue infused with Yang Qi.
"Ah, you... ah, bastard," Samira moaned, her words coming out between gasps, "I know... ah, you're using... ah, some technique... ah, don't, stop it..." She tried to rub her vaginal lips against his face as her arousal built.
But Kevin firmly held her thighs, denying her the contact she so desperately desired. He looked up at her frustrated expression with teasing eyes and kissed the side of her thighs. Samira trembled as the heat in her vagina intensified, feeling like it was on fire, and the source of this fiery pleasure was Kevin's talented tongue.
