Chapter 1404 The Tennis Star:> 6

• Iryna's tongue worked down the length of my slit, alternately sucking and licking on my lips. When she reached my opening she penetrated as deeply as she could with her tongue, delicious shudders running through my body with every withdrawal and thrust. I realized I was grinding myself on Iryna's face, my head lolling around as she worked on me. She just went with it, moving up and down my cleft. She'd tease my pearl for a second, then move away as I whimpered in frustration. But then she'd go to work somewhere else and I'd start to cry out again.
• "Oh God, Iryna, Please." I grunted, as I felt every swipe of her tongue all the way into my fingers and toes. She reached up and grabbed my breast, twisting hard on the nipple there, making me throw my head back and scream. Iryna eased. I thought she was afraid she'd hurt me, so I held her hand in place. "Don't stop, please, don't stop." She went back with gusto. Her tongue flicked my clit, making me shudder. And then she did it again, and again, her hand still teasing and pinching my tit. I began to quiver. I was so close, my orgasm felt inevitable, and I was almost afraid of the intensity that was building. I was cresting the hill of a roller coaster, strapped in, just along for the ride, excited and scared at the same time. Iryna could sense it too, and she sucked my clit into her mouth, bathing it in her attentions, just as she had at the start. I rocketed over the edge.
• It began in my sex, ripples of pleasure radiating out to every part of me. My toes and fingers clenched, every rhythmic contraction making my body contort with pleasure. Iryna's mouth was relentless, drawing out the sensations, another wave, and another. Oh, God, another. Finally they began to lessen, and I felt the world going dark as aftershocks washed over me. Iryna had relented somewhat, suckling softly now as I twitched and whimpered. I pulled myself away, sliding down her body, feeling that instinctual desire to be held after I'd come. Just like my orgasm, it was more intense that ever before. I kissed my lover, and I could taste myself on her lips, which was much more erotic than I thought it would be. I definitely liked her essence more, though. She wrapped her arms and uninjured leg around me as I cuddled against her. And I held her as tightly as could manage. I felt wetness on her shoulder, and I realized I was crying.