Medea's moans grew louder as Adrian's tongue plunged deeper into her, her hand pressing Adrian's head deeper.
"Fucckkkk~~ Ahhhh… yes, Adrian. I love how your tongue feels inside my cunt." She moaned.
Her moans were like inspiration capsules to Adrian, urging him to continue his ministrations on her. His tongue continued to stretch into her vagina insistently, stirring her deeper into a frenzy of passion.
Suddenly, with a wild scream, Medea's body convulsed with pleasure. She could no longer hold back the pressure which had been building in her. Her dam broke and her juices came gushing out, drenching Adrian in her sweet nectar.
Adrian was taken aback by the force of her orgasm, his mind reeling with the sensation of her juices pouring over him like a waterfall. But he didn't care, instead he was more driven by desire than ever.
