I lapped at her arsehole with long, slow strokes, savouring the musky, intimate flavour that was uniquely hers. My tongue circled the sensitive ring, probing gently, feeling it relax under my attentions. She was soaking wet now; I could see her pussy lips dripping, a string of arousal connecting to her inner thigh. I dipped a finger into her pussy for lubrication, then slid it teasingly over her arsehole, pressing just enough to make her squirm. "You love having your arse eaten, don't you?" I growled, my breath hot against her skin.
"I love YOU eating me baby," she breathed, her voice muffled as she buried her face in the chair's cushion. I tongued her deeper, fucking her arse with my mouth, alternating between licks and sucks that made obscene, wet sounds. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her body rocking back to meet my face.
But here's where the fun really began—the swivel. With a grin I couldn't suppress, I grabbed the chair's base and spun it 180 degrees. Cheryl yelped in surprise as she whirled around, her face now level with my crotch. My cock was straining against my jeans, hard as steel from the taste of her. I unzipped quickly, freeing my throbbing length.
"Your turn" I quipped, guiding her mouth to me. Still kneeling, she leaned forward, her hands steadying on the backrest as she enveloped my cock in her warm, wet mouth. Fuck, she was good at this. Her tongue swirled around the tip, tasting my saltiness, while her lips stretched tight around my girth. She bobbed her head, taking me deeper with each stroke, her demure eyes looking up at me with pure lust. I threaded my fingers through her hair, guiding her rhythm, feeling the suction pull me toward the edge.
I thrust gently into her throat. She gagged softly but didn't stop, her saliva dripping down my shaft, making it glisten. The chair's swivel made it effortless—I could spin her back whenever I wanted.
After a minute of her expert blowjob, I couldn't wait any longer. I spun the chair again, bringing her arse back to me. She laughed breathlessly, the sound turning into a moan as I positioned my cock at her slick arsehole. I'd grabbed some lube from the drawer earlier, slathering it generously over both of us. "Lets see how we get on with this?" Whilst i rubbed the head against her entrance.
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