The motel's cheap sheets are damp with her sweat and arousal. She bucks against his mouth, urging him on. He obliges, his tongue delving deep into her pussy, then moving up to her clit, flicking and sucking. She gasps, her body tensing as he brings her close to orgasm. But he pulls back, waiting. She groans in frustration, then smiles wickedly, her body relaxing as she lets go, a warm stream filling his mouth. He drinks it down, then returns to his feast, his face glistening with her juices and piss.