Dion leaned in and continued caressing her depths with his tongue, covering every nook and cranny inside her.
He pulled back and dipped two of his fingers into her, caressing them as well. He began pumping in and out of her pussy, eliciting every form of pleasure hidden within the confines of her body.
Her hands grabbed both her bountiful melons and squeezed them hard, her lips wide open uttering some indistinctive words.
Dion's pace heightened with time, making her body quiver even more.
His touch was delicate and professional, and he noticed her body tensing up. He knew she was close to climaxing. He increased his pace once again, this time adding more fingers inside her.
She let go of her melons, one hand now in her hair and the other moving in irregular patterns across her body. Her eyes were tightly shut, and her words became audible and distinctive.
"I love the thrill! I.... Love the thrill!" she moaned.
