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Scent of Brasil

... it. My tongue circled it and approximately five minutes after she lay on her tummy, my tongue began crawling up into her butt. Her hips rotated and she ground her ass in my face while my tongue burrowed deeper into her innards. I wanted to get in deeper still and I wished like hell my tongue could suddenly grow six inches. I wanted to get so deep into her and just drive it in and out and taste her and hold her hips and tongue fuck her until one of us or both of us vaulted into the wonderland of euphoria. Then I had this sudden and disturbing thought. What if she was faking it? It bothered me enough that I eventually withdrew my tongue from her sphincter and my face from her ass, just to see what she would do. Almost nothing changed! Her hips remained elevated and they continued to slowly gyrate and her soft moans continued, which at first made me think she was indeed faking because my face wasn't even in her ass. Then came another surprise. While moaning and slowly grinding, she brought two fingers of her right hand back to her butt and she slowly caressed her ass crack! Lust instantly ignited within me. She had every reason to stop and ask if I wanted to do something else but instead, she replaced my face with her hand and my tongue with her finger! She wanted ass attention, even if she had to do it herself! I was so hot and so convinced that I pushed my face back into her gorgeous butt and my tongue up her ass hole and for as long as I could I tongue fucked her like a ...

... madman. As 3 a.m. approached, my tongue began to wear down and her writhing and soft moans began to subside. I am not sure if she orgasmed, but I preferred to believe so rather than ask and perhaps be disappointed. I pulled my tongue from her butt hole and my face from her ass and I sat back. She lay flat on the bed on her tummy. I caressed her beautiful legs. After a while she started to push herself up and when her hips rose, her cheeks spread and a supercharge of lust pushed my nose between her cheeks and I held her hips in place and I sniffed her butt and sniffed her butt and—oh yes—I sniffed her butt. I mean, if we were indeed at the end, I wanted at least a little more of smelling her ass before never seeing her again. I seldom have girls stay the night. I need to know them quite well and they really do need to be at least mildly into ass worship and that eliminates most of the girls on this planet. I don't think Naomi planned to stay over. She expressed genuine appreciation of our time together which I responded to with even greater appreciation. She put on that damned sexy black spandex jumpsuit while I sat nearby on the bed admiring her. I told her she was beautiful and hot as hell and I loved her ass. I couldn't say enough nice things about her. I gave her quite a sum of money and told her I would remember her forever, which, you can tell, I have. But--------- Naomi wasn't finished with her surprises. In fact, she still had two left. Her first surprise was asking me if ...