Pulling her hands from the deathgrip she had on his head as she whimpered on those sweaty and strewn sheets, Regina noticed with shame she’d ripped several strands of the young man’s long hair from his scalp during the more frantic moments of the previous half hour.
Her pupils focusing slowly given the dearth of light, eventually the subtle features of Anton’s face came into view as well. Regina was further transfixed when she saw just how soaked his entire face had become.
“His forehead is so shiny,” Regina breathlessly observed. “And so are his cheeks and nose…even his soul patch goatee is glistening…its like he’s spent the last hour bobbing for apples!”
The dampness saturating the sheets beneath her rear end only reinforced the point.
Regina had no clue what he was planning to do, and in her current condition, she didn’t have the strength left to even ask. All she could do was put her head on the pillow and allow the waves of euphoria to continue reverberating through her body.
Feeling Anton’s knees press down into the mattress to each side of her waist once he pulled himself up on the bed, Regina sighed and bit her lower lip when the bouncing sack of his warm balls came to rest on her lower back.
Breathless as she contemplated his next move, a visceral purr of joy leapt from her lips when he placed both his hands down and began massaging her neck, shoulders and back with the perfect mixture of tenderness and muscle churning care.
Dissolving into human mush as Anton steadily kneaded his efforts downward, by the time he reached the apple shaped expanse of her hips, the unquenchable pool of fire between Regina’s legs was once again stoked.
“You can’t get enough, can you?” Anton divined with clarity before propping the married woman up on her knees and forcing her thighs apart once again.
When Anton’s tongue slid across her anus just as her previous orgasm began to crest, Regina assumed it had been just a coincidence. When he situated her on her knees with her behind spread out before him however, then pressed his warm mouth between her asscheeks, she realized he had very clear intent.
The graphic way she’d reacted when he simply flicked his tongue over her anal ring at just the right time minutes earlier led Anton to want to explore further. Using his right hand to wedge the cheeks of her ass apart, Anton slithered his tongue down to that virgin territory as he continually kept fondling her smoldering quim with his left.
Feeling Regina lurch on her hands and knees when he locked the suction of his lips in place around her pulsing anus, Anton began to trace the tip of his tongue in tightly constricted whirlpool circles until the older woman was anxiously grinding her ass backwards against his face.
“UUUHHHHHHH… AAAAAAHHH..UHHHHHH,” was about all Regina could muster as she wallowed in sensations she’d literally never felt before.
His own heart skipping a few beats when Regina’s wide backside began to quiver and cover with gooseflesh against his cheeks, Anton felt his cock harden back to its complete girth and knew it was time to take a second stab inside his trembling and incoherent conquest.