The fragrant smell of a hot pussy filled his nose as his lips touched the bristling hair. Bill stuck out his tongue and found the pink slit. When the salty taste met his tongue, he licked the whole length of the opening, and with every lick, he stuck his tongue farther in. The inner lips felt willing to open and give him access to the deeper areas of her pleasure-pit. Pushing his face snugly against her mound, Bill stuck his tongue out as far as he could and slid it up her juicy cunt-hole. His nose was pressed on her cunt and his lower lip dug into bet asshole as he reached up her cave with his wiggling, wagging tongue. Ann moved her hips slowly from side to side and pressed her crotch dawn on his face. The warm cream flowing from her steaming twat ran down Bill's chin and neck.

As soon as Ann felt Bill's tongue enter her pussy, she opened her mouth and took the fat head of his prick inside. The spongy knob sat on her soft, wet tongue for a minute before she started swirling her tongue around the taut skin.

The feeling of her mouth clamped down softly but firmly on his cock excited Bill more than he thought possible after all the games they had played already that day. Somehow, there was nothing like sticking his prick in a woman's mouth for a great thrill, he realized.

When he began probing the depths of her snatch with his tongue, Ann responded by moving her head back and forth so that his cock slid to the back of her throat, then almost out of her mouth,

then back. The sensitive underside of his cock-head traveled over the slightly rough surface of her tongue while the rest of his prick bathed in her hot saliva. His cock was so fat that Ann wasn't able to avoid scraping it with her teeth, but the little pain it caused Bill only added to his excitement.