She was only vaguely aware when Shelton, without removing his mouth, drew her legs up and around his neck. Sylvia's buttocks spasmed beneath his touch, and she cried out deliriously when a second finger joined the first in her rectum. When they were pulled out, she groaned in disappointment until, abruptly, she felt his tongue leave her v****a and seek out the now slightly stretched little cavern. She actually screamed in rapture as his tongue flickered sensuously against the anal lips and then pushed its way in. The hedonistic pleasure was like a runaway forest fire; she could feel it roaring up the canyons until suddenly, without warning, it crowned in one raging inferno of lust.
"Don't... do... that... " she cried, giving lie to her words by spreading her legs further apart and lifting
