His eyes rolled back, like he got an insane amount of pleasure from those words.
“f**k my p***y with your tongue, Big D. You’re gonna make me come so ha—ha—harrrd!” Gripping his dark hair, she kept his face between her thighs. When he tried to pull away, she tugged harder. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Nowhere,” he said, releasing his vacuum seal on her mound. “I’m not going anywhere.”
The lake splashed her p***y. The same water that felt warm against her belly felt cool on her cunt. When she glanced between her thighs, she nearly lost it. “Holy f**k! My p***y looks... looks...”
Purple? Engorged? Inflated beyond reason? Like it had been stung by a swarm of bees?
“Looks like dinner,” Phil said, before sucking her clit into his cruel vacuum-mouth.
Cherry squealed, dabbi
