“Please fuck me!!” the hapless married woman eventually begged.
The rolling boil inside Regina met its critical mass when Anton slithered his tongue down her belly and finally pressed the warmth of his mouth over the seething bloom of her vagina.
“UUUHHH…..OOOHHH….AAAHHHHHH,’ Regina’s voice cracked like shattered crystal through the motel room when she felt Anton soft lips begin to chew at her nectar folds.
Clamping her hands blindly down on the top of the young man’s head, it literally looked as if she was trying to shove the Swiss exchange student’s ruggedly handsome face all the way up inside her.
Any sense of time disintegrated as Anton hungrily fed. Allowing him to nurse the dripping juices of her arousal for what seemed like an eternity, Regina savored the sparkling splash of chromatic color against the blackened backdrop of her closed eyes as Anton skillfully devoured every single drop of lust her loins seemingly could squeeze out.
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Making Regina cum in the condition she was in didn’t take any sort of magic. As wound up as he’d made the woman stretched out before him, a mere puff of air over her clit, or well timed flick of his devilishly long tongue on the hidden trigger of her G-spot would send the married woman tumbling towards another spastic and increasingly draining release.
It was after he’d pushed her over the edge for the third time since he commenced his oral feast that an idea sparked in Anton’s head to try something with Regina that he had with several other women he’d been with over the years. Each time previously, when Regina would moan her gutteral and coughing cry up to the ceiling, Anton would do the gentlemanly thing and allow her to regain her composure before diving back in. Planting soft, butterfly kisses along the insides of Regina’s chubby thighs while at the same time tracing his fingers around the outer rim of her pussy and lower belly, Anton would patiently wait until she signaled for him to resume his dastardly efficient deed.
On the fourth time he made her cum however, instead of pulling back and allowing yet another tempest to ricochet through her body, Anton raised the stakes. Having timed Regina’s vocal and physical chain reactions, just as she came for that fourth time, Anton unabashedly dipped his tongue down from her honey soaked pussy and pressed it directly against the rim of the married woman’s virgin asshole.
The reaction was cataclysmic. Regina immediately raised her short legs and locked them savagely around Anton’s back as her ass lurched violently up and down on the straining mattress.
“Lesson learned,” Anton rested there and filed away the knowledge for later.
When he finally pulled his face free from the sweltering trough between Regina thighs, Anton gently grabbed her by the waist and helped Regina 180 degrees over on her belly.
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By that point, given the circumstances, it was fair to say Regina was slightly less lucent than the young man she’d picked up along the highway. The only lighting in the room was the small lamp on the desk she’d flipped on when they’d first entered, and given her position now on the bed, and the blood traveling at warp speed through her head, everything around her had taken on a shadowy, psychedelic presence. When she looked down between the valley of her creamy cleavage and saw the stranger’s face still perched just above her crotch, yet another aftershock of delirium rippled through her core.