I crawled down between her legs and licked two of my fingers, getting them wet.
She spread her legs, giving me a perfect view of her neatly trimmed woman-hood. Only a few more passes of the wet, slippery appendage had him rock hard - if somewhat numb and sore from having reached his peak so. The tip split into a fork, each lobe acting independently to tickle the ridge beneath the swelling helmet of his cock.Her tongue curled around him when she lapped her way back down to the root, demonstrating it was as prehensile as her tail, and just as capable of constricting. It slid along his hardening flesh, and then grew even longer on the next lick.
