Chapter 21. Pussy Fairy (4)

Rafael

“Rafael, baby,” she cried out, her hips lifting. Again his tongue flashed out to stab her clit. This time it remained buried against the nub, pressing and lapping at it while his finger continued pumping in and out of her.

Her hips rolled beneath him, they rose to push herself at him, at his face. He tasted her juices as they flowed freely, coating his finger heavily.

He looked up along her body, saw her abs tightening, saw her hands grasping one another urgently upon her chest. He saw her starting to arch, her back lifting off the couch as her feet dug into the cushion edges. And he knew that she was nearing an orgasm.

His finger drove in and out of her pussy. He lapped at her clit, pressing his tongue flat against it and humming, the vibrations of his vocal cords traveled along with his tongue to the sensitive nub.

“Oh, God, yes,” her cries were growing louder, her voice filled with tears while her hips jerked and she ground her pussy against h