Elion's lips stayed locked around her slit, the suction pulling more of her juices into his mouth as he savored the tangy flood.
He released the vacuum with a soft pop, only to dive back in, his tongue flicking out to trace the length of her tight seam from bottom to top.
"Ohhhhh!" Zenith's thighs trembled around his ears, her instinctive clamp loosening just enough for him to maneuver, but she didn't let go entirely. Her body seemed to be torn between shoving him away and pulling him closer.
He pressed his nose deeper into her folds, parting those soft outer lips with the bridge of it, and extended his tongue to lap at her lower entrance.
The tip probed gently at first, circling the puckered hole before pushing inside, breaching her tight walls gently. Her pussy tightened a bit around the intrusion, coating his tongue in fresh warmth as he wiggled it deeper, tasting the source of her arousal directly.
