She was Teasing me so I Devour her Cunt

She was driving me wild, standing there in that tiny black dress, her curves and tattoos on full display. My heart raced as I caught her eye, feeling her gaze lock onto me like a predator. She was playing it cool, but I could see the fire in her eyes, the same fire that was igniting in my loins.

I couldn't help but tease her back, letting my eyes linger on her petite, tattooed frame, imagining what it would feel like to run my hands over her soft skin. She smirked, knowing exactly what she was doing to me. The tension between us was palpable, electric.

As we moved closer, her hands found their way to my chest, her touch sending shivers down my spine. I could feel her breath on my neck, her lips just a whisper away from my ear. "You're playing with fire," she murmured, her voice husky with desire. I knew she was right, but I couldn't pull back.

I took charge, my hands reaching down to cup her ass, pulling her close. She gasped, her body pressing against mine. I could feel her heat, her desire, and it was intoxicating. I couldn't resist any longer. I reached down, my fingers finding the hem of her dress, pushing it up inch by inch. She was wearing those tiny black lace panties, barely covering her. I could see the outline of her pussy, and I knew I had to taste her.

She moaned, her body squirming as I hooked my fingers into her panties, pulling them down. I dropped to my knees, my face now inches away from her sweet pussy. I could see the glistening wetness, the evidence of her arousal. I licked my lips, knowing what was about to happen.

I started with a gentle lick, my tongue tracing the length of her pussy, from her clit to her entrance. She threw her head back, a moan escaping her lips. I did it again, and again, her moans growing louder, more insistent.

I looked up, meeting her gaze. "You want more?" I asked, my voice a low growl. She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. I smiled, knowing she was mine for the taking.

I dove back in, my tongue delving into her pussy, licking and sucking and driving her wild. She was squirming, her body on fire, her moans filling the room. I could feel her getting closer, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.

I wanted to make her come, to feel her release, to taste her sweet juices. I redoubled my efforts, my tongue and fingers working in tandem, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

And then, she was there, her body convulsing, her pussy pulsing, her juices flooding my mouth. I drank it all in, savoring her taste, feeling her body relax in the aftermath of her orgasm.

She looked down at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice soft. I smiled, knowing that I had given her what she needed, what she craved. And in that moment, I knew that I was hers, just as she was mine.