I kept licking—tongue plunging in and out, curling against her walls, then flattening to lap at her clit in long, wet strokes. Her pussy got wetter by the second, juices coating my chin, dripping down toward her ass. She hooked her hands under her own knees, pulling her legs even further back, opening herself more, moaning louder as her hips rolled in tiny circles.
"You licked her pussy like this as well?" Tessa asked, voice shaky.
"Carrie's?" I asked, pulling back just enough to speak, then giving her clit a slow suck. "Fuck no."
"What did you guys even do?"
"I think they call it a hate-fuck," I said, smiling against her. "I was rough on her… very rough."
"Shit. Like BDSM stuff?"
I chuckled, giving one last long lick from her entrance to her clit. "You could say that. Now stay like that."
