“What is, angel?”
“It feels too good. It’s too much.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I let my hot breath run over her pussy, and she shudders.
“No.”
I chuckle. “Good. I’m not gonna stop until you scream my name.”
My lips kiss her tender folds, and with every kiss she bucks her hips. Her nerves are pulled so tight, it won’t take long to give her a release. Juice flows out of her pussy, and I press my tongue against her to lick her up.
She moans my name, and her hands clasp the back of my head.
Her pussy grows wetter as I lick and suck, keeping it slow and gentle, not quite giving her what she wants.
“Travis…”
It comes out as a whiny little whisper that drives me wild. Her hips buck, and she pulls my head towards her.
“Travis,” she whines again, “what if someone comes?”
I lift my head and look around at the forest around us, the birdsong and the wind rustling the trees. Kendra’s eyes meet mine, and they’re full of desire and also anxious.
“Then I’ll have to shoot them.”
She giggles. But I’m only half joking.
I brought Kendra here because no one else knows about this spot. But if anyone saw this beautiful sight that I’m seeing now, I would have to kill them. No one sees my woman apart from me.
“Relax,” I command, and she lies back on the blanket.
My thumb strums her clit as I slide my index finger into her tight little cunt. The walls of her pussy clench my finger. And she’s so tight it makes me wonder if she’s done this before. But that’s a question I’ll ask another time.
The thought thrills me. I want to be her first, and I want to be her last. But right now, I just want to make my angel come.
I slide my finger slowly in and out, loving the way she writhes under me. My tongue licks her clit, and I stretch my hand out until my pinky grazes her other little hole.
“Travis.” She sits up in surprise, but there’s desire in her look.
“Relax,” I tell her. “I’m taking care of you.”
She lays back down, and I go back to her sweet pussy. My tongue licks her from hole to hole and she grabs my hair, mewling my name.
“Keep saying my name, angel. I want you to say my name as you come. I want you to scream it. Let the entire forest know who’s taking care of you.”
She’s panting hard, and I know it won’t take me long now. I’ve drawn this out as long as I can, and as much as I love being down here, I want to give my girl a release. My speed picks up, strumming, sucking, licking, and finger fucking.
Her hips are bucking, and her hands are tugging at my hair. She writhes her hips, grinding her pussy into my mouth, and I push her hard, giving her everything she needs, licking her up and devouring her pussy like a mad man.
She screams my name as her pussy clenches, tugging at my fingers as juice cascades over my tongue.
I keep my mouth pressed to her, and just as she starts to come down, I start back up.
It doesn’t take much to make Kendra come again. A little pressure from my mouth, a little twirl of my finger, and she’s coming all over my tongue, grabbing my head with legs stuck straight up in the air.
She screams my name, and a flock of birds fly up from the trees and scatter into the sky.
But I don’t let her rest. When one orgasm finishes, I move my mouth and she whimpers against me. I keep going, giving her everything she needs and more. Letting Kendra know I can look after her. That what she needs is an older man who knows how to take care of his woman.