Chapter 142

Philip grabbed the foot again, but did not tickle it this time. He kissed her ankle and up the calf muscle and the back of her thigh. His lips moved to the outside of her behind, and began kissing it with gentle, loving lips and licking it, as he went along. As he got closer he got to her crack, he pushed his arms between her legs and raised her buttocks slightly into the air, and exposed her asshole, and vagina. He looked briefly at his dual targets and thought, "Valhalla!" His lips continue to move up and down her ass, moving closer and closer to the inside of the cheek.

Celeste was moving her ass, trying to get him to move closer to what she wanted his destination to be, but was not sure that was what he intended. He had teased her twice before, and given her release only once, when he squeezed her clit. She was preparing herself for disappointment, if it came, again. Disappointment did not come; she did. He jammed his tongue, into her asshole, without any warning