The air crackled with anticipation as she lay back, legs parting slightly. Her natural tits rose and fell with each breath, her eyes half-closed in a mixture of nervousness and desire. I leaned in, the scent of her wet pussy intoxicating me.
My fingers gently caressed the inside of her thighs, teasing their way upwards until they reached her tight mound. A soft moan escaped her lips. "Please..." she whispered, her voice husky.
I needed no further encouragement. My tongue flicked out, tracing the delicate lines of her vulva. She gasped, her body arching slightly as I found her clit. I began to suckle, gently at first, then with increasing intensity. She tasted sweet, intoxicating, like honey and forbidden fruit.
Her hands gripped the sheets, her nails digging in. "Oh, fuck..." she breathed, her hips starting to rock rhythmically. I varied my technique, sometimes circling her clit with my tongue, sometimes focusing all my attention on that one sensitive spot. She was incredibly female friendly, guiding my head to the spots she wanted me to lick more.
The moans grew louder, more desperate. Her legs trembled, her body writhing with pleasure. "I'm so close..." she gasped, her breath coming in ragged bursts. I increased the pace, my tongue a relentless engine of pleasure.
And then, it happened. Her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed as a wave of pure ecstasy washed over her. She cried out, her voice raw with passion, and I felt her real orgasm flood my mouth. A cascade of delicious sensations overwhelmed me as I continued to lick and suck, savoring every last drop. This was a perfect moment, a truly exclusive experience. The raw, unbridled passion of a close up pussy licking session was intoxicating. She was everything a man could ask for in a model, and she loved every moment of it. I pulled back, her pussy covered in her juices. The perfect cunnilingus experience.
