"I'm still going to make this pussy come," I told her, pulling my fingers out of her and grabbing her thighs to lift her up against the wall. "Happy birthday to me," I said, burying my face between her legs.
She looked down at me surprised, but took my tongue all over her pussy graciously, now moaning freely as she grabbed onto my hair.
"Yes baby, make me come," she said to me, that reckless, wild look of pleasure on her face before she closed her eyes and her head fell back.
When she came, I had my tongue in her pussy, her legs wrapped around my head, crushing it between her thighs. I told myself this wasn't technically fucking as her thighs trembled against my head. This was completely fine. As long as I didn't shove my already hardening dick into her, what just happened was harmless.
We stumbled back into the bedroom kissing relentlessly, pulling each other's towels off at the foot of the bed.
