She leaned back, her tits sliding from his grasping caresses. She lifted her pussy so that he could see the red lips among the dark curls of hair, and she reached in with one hand, opening herself, spreading the joys of her snatch so he could see the hole he'd only just been loving with his hand. "Take a good look," she said breathlessly, "and now…" She threw one leg across his body, raising her cunt even higher. "Now I want to be eaten, too. Suck me dry. But not too dry, if you know what I mean?" And she laughed, pressing her match down on his face.

He grabbed her ass, thrust his mouth into her damp hole, and his tongue skirted through the hairs, licking the rim of her labes, pushing them open, going inside. "That's it," Joanne giggled, settling down a little more. Her snatch was tight and warm against his mouth now and he was pinching her smooth firm hips as he licked her inside and out.

Not a great licking, but the crude, untaught rush of his energy was delightful in its own way, and Joanne felt a sweeter bliss than if she had been receiving head from an expert. Tom ate a pretty good cunt, she remembered, but Tom was saving his tongue for that girl, that Alice. Did her pussy taste like strawberries? That's what he always used to tell Joanne while she pulled his ears and smeared twat goo all over his mouth. He hadn't told her that in a long time. He hadn't gone down on her in along time. She didn't miss it quite so much, not now. Ronnie's tongue flicked again and again over the budded tip of her clitoris and she mowed exultingly, rocking herself from side to side atop him. "Suck me!" she panted. "Really really suck me!"