Slower? She seemed to respond better to slower and deeper--more pressure. Okay, he could work with this…

He leaned up a bit more, pressing his lips more firmly to her folds, kissing her deeply-- pressing his tongue down flat inside, and then curling it up-- again, and again-- slow, methodical--

While his thumb worked over her clit, speeding up more, rolling it carefully- Like this he couldn’t hold back his moans, and god, he couldn’t seem to stop at all-- the sound reverberating on his tongue, his hips jerking up uselessly even though he tried to control himself.

Fuck, fuck she was good. Was that a little whimper when she cupped his sack? Probably…

“H-hah--”

Pulling back a moment, he tilted his head back, capturing her clit between his lips and suuuucking, while pressing two thick fingers inside--