Rita jerked at the electric flash that shot through her cunt. Mitzi's tongue hit her clit… too hard… again.

Again and again, Mitzi hit her tongue on her clit. Mercifully, there were several seconds between tongue-strokes when the aching jolt changed to nice tingling warmth… Then again the jolt.

Mitzi had to be trying to please her. She just didn't know any better. Rita couldn't dislike her for trying. Now, if the girl were living with her, she could teach her how to be gentle, how to take care of her body, how to dress well, how to be a real lady. That would be a pleasure.

Rita shook her head and went back to working her tongue around and around on her clit. She was there to relieve the dumb girl's boy-happy ache in her cunt. Then the bitch would leave Tommy alone.

Mitzi's ass rose higher and higher, bringing her cunt up harder against Rita's mouth. The girl couldn't be far from coming. As for her own clit, Mitzi was hitting it so hard, she was making it less sensitive. There was just the aching jolt each time her tongue hit, over and over.

Now Mitzi jerked higher each time Rita ran her fingers over her clit. Each time she jerked, her hips shuddered in Rita's hands.

Then the girl arched her back high and her cunt-juice flowed over Rita's tongue, into her mouth. Rita held her tongue in place and swallowed the sweet cum as fast as it flowed.

When her cunt-juice stopped flowing and her ass had settled back to the rug, Mitzi said, "You didn't come, Rita. Did I do it wrong?"

"It takes me longer, Mitzi… but yes, you hit my clit too hard with your tongue. That makes it less sensitive."

"I'm sorry. I'll try to do it right."

Mitzi put her warm tongue back against Rita's cunt and pushed the cunt-lips apart, a little more gently this time. Her tongue probed out, slipping through the warm flesh, bringing its own tingling warmth wherever it went.