Chapter 224

Sex Starvation

“Stop! Stop! Stop!” she ordered Ken, sat up, and pulled his head from her vagina.

“What!” he groaned, his tongue still stuck out and ready to lick up her wet vagina, if possible bury it there till the break of dawn.

He wanted to bring his head down to her vagina to continue and she closed her thighs, placed her hands on her vagina; assuring him it wasn’t going to be possible anymore. Her frown held. Her erect nipple fell.

“Don’t you love to be licked?” he asked, scowling at her, his breath whistling at her troubled face, and erect penis daring to take action.

She kept mute and only frowned at him.

“What is it, darling?” he asked this time gently, and anxious to know her reason for stopping him and covering her vagina as though in it was buried the egg of a dragon. He came up to her, held her face to figure out what the problem was; if she would prefer to be sucked on the nipples rather on the vagina; if sucking and kissing her neck