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Young Lovers Hypnosis Ballbusting

... this? A lot of firsts going on in our household," he chuckled.

She knelt back down, trying so damn hard to look good for him. Her heart was pounding, and she'd lost that controlling, dominant confidence she'd faked before. Mark grabbed her hips in his firm hands, and she prepared to feel him at her back entrance. But, instead, she felt a tongue gently flick over her pussy.

Eve inhaled, "Mark?"

Mark moaned, running his soft tongue laterally over her lips, back and forth and pushing up into her slightly to roll over her. Eve gripped the rug and smiled. Mark pulled back, saying, "I'm going to make sure you're taken care of before I have my fun."

Eve placed her head gently back down and relaxed. Mark kissed her entrance low, then slid his tongue into her deeply. He wriggled it around, then darted it up and in and down and out and anywhere quickly that he could thrust it. He grabbed her tight and pulled her toward his face. She leaned back into her knees, pressing back and down while he tongue-fucked her. His hand reached down and lightly pinched her clit, gently rubbing. He slid his thumb up and his index finger knuckle down, then reversed direction, then back again. He was rolling her slick skin, the hood over her clit drawing back steadily, and sending electricity through her. Eve gushed in toe-curling glee, and though orgasm wasn't imminent, she could see it on the horizon.

Mark moved his other hand over her thigh, across her stomach and down her dangling ...

... breasts. He pinched a nipple, tugging it lovingly while he hit all her favorite pleasure zones. Eve's smile became a grin. Her eyes closed. She raised her ass up without thought, letting Mark get a better angle while she scooted herself on her knees back further. Mark took the signal, withdrawing his tongue from within and vigorously lapping at her. They'd joked in the past that he would start oral sex like a butterfly eating nectar, but would end like a dog eating peanut butter. The comparison was silly, not sexy, but apt. In this instant of pleasure, his eagerness to cover her sensitive lips and tingling clit, the two were in harmony. Eve quaked, cumming on Mark's face while he pleasantly rolled her nipple and rapidly assaulted her pussy. He continued until her rocking stopped, and the sensitivity pushed her off him.

She lay there briefly, catching her breath. Then, she asked, "Need a towel?"

Mark spoke from behind her, one hand slowly rubbing her thigh, "Already got one. You?"

Eve nodded, eyes still shut, "Yeah, definitely."

The two briefly cleaned themselves, then took the same doggy-style position. Eve said, "Any more funny business?"

Mark chuckled, "Only for about one more minute."

He took his hands onto her buttocks, then pushed them open. Eve's heart jumped, and she tried to stay relaxed. She was nervous about the act, but knew they'd take it slow. She was ready to feel lubricant, or the slick condom-covered dick, but instead felt a hot, wet tongue again. ...