The Porn Artist (Part 3)

After what seemed like an eternity he decided to move further down her body. She kicked the dress off with her legs as his tongue left a trail over her stomach and down towards her crotch.  

He paused with his mouth over her, and she felt his warm breath tickle her already flushed velvet lips. When his tongue pressed onto her Caroline couldn't control herself any longer, and let her sexual tension dissolve while he pushed his tongue into the cleft of her labia and played with her protruding clitoris.

Joe eased a finger into her pussy, and felt her muscles contract as her orgasms over-lapped and overcame her. She gasped and moaned as his combined ministrations prolonged her pleasure, hundreds of pent up orgasms from unsatisfying virtual experiences merging in that one moment. 

Eventually she couldn't take it anymore and pushed his head away. "I need a break," She panted. "Please, stop for a moment."

Joe looked surprised. "I thought I hardly touched you?"