"Cassius! W-Why are you so good at this!♡~"
Carmela's voice came out in broken, breathless pieces, barely above a whisper.
"Why do you lick my pussy so good?! Oh God—your tongue—your tongue is amazing!♡~"
"It's going so deep inside me!♡~ Oh no—no, don't stop. Please don't stop!♡~"
"Keep—please keep licking me!♡~"
"Oh yes—that bean—my clit—right there! Make me cum—make me cum—ahhh!♡~"
The woman making those shameless, lewd pleas was barely recognizable as Carmela anymore.
She lay sprawled across the bed like something broken open and remade in fire.
Her eyes rolled back until only the whites showed, face drenched in sweat that made her hair cling to her cheeks and throat.
Lips parted wide in a constant, trembling O of ecstasy and every few seconds her entire body seized—back arching off the mattress in violent, involuntary convulsions that lifted her breasts high before slamming her down again.
