
Carmen shrieked. Her cunt gushed as if her pussy was a water-soaked sponge that Liz's teeth were wringing out. "Ohhh, darling, ahhhhh! Eat it – uh, uh, uhhhhh!" She churned her crotch down over Liz's face, sitting on her heavily.
Liz struggled for air. She felt herself blacking out. She knew she would die – smothered by cuntlips, drowned in pussyjuice.
Carmen's ass shuddered. Her loins began humping. She bounced up and down on Liz's face, her cunt dripping juice like warm rain. She giggled, out of her head with lust. "I'm… I'm… I'm coming… coming… ohhhhh, darling!"
Liz gasped for breath. She pressed her face to Carmen's crotch, moving up and down with her pussy, licking her cunt frantically, hoping to get Carmen through her orgasm quickly so she could be over with this ordeal and regain her freedom.
Carmen wailed as if she was being whipped. Her cunt shuddered with spasms, opening and closing, continually dripping.
Liz forgot her disgust for a moment and watched, fascinated by the spasming of Carmen's cunt. The cunt-meat was flushed nearly purple. Her pussy shivered, vibrated, seemed to suck at the air. With each shiver of Carmen's cunt, Carmen groaned.
At last Carmen's climax was over. Carmen got off Liz's face and toppled onto the thickly carpeted floor.
Liz lay there panting, her face raw and wet, the smell of Carmen's pussy saturating her. She was too exhausted to move. She reined on the couch, happy to be alive, happy to be free. She was aware of her heart thudding. She breathed deeply. Suddenly she was aware of her crotch throbbing, of the sun-warmed air nibbling at her exposed pussy, of warm cuntjuice dribbling down over her ass and between her asscheeks. As distasteful as this entire ordeal had been to her, Liz realized that she was now more excited than ever, more excited even than she had been with Carmen's tongue inside her pussy. As insane as it sounded, eating Carmen's cunt and watching Carmen climax had gotten her more excited than she had been since her first fuck. She gripped her cuntlips with both hands, aching to crush out the tension.
