Bridget's pussy is a force to be reckoned with, and I'm her willing subject once more. She straddles my face, her knees pinning my arms to the bed, her pussy smothering my mouth. I gasp for air, my tongue darting out to taste her, to please her. She grinds down, her clit rubbing against my nose, her wetness dripping onto my chin. I can feel her getting close, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She comes with a loud cry, her pussy contracting around my tongue, her juices filling my mouth. I swallow every drop, eager for more.