Trail of Moans: His Tongue on Her Clit

Her body trembles as she feels his warm breath on her core. Slowly, she lowers herself onto his waiting tongue, a trail of her wetness marking the path. He grips her hips, guiding her, as she rocks back and forth, his tongue delving deep inside her, then flicking against her clit, driving her wild. She can't help but cry out, her voice echoing in the room, as she chases her orgasm, inch by inch.

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