... a little, he kept doing all of it, just a little slower than before.
Gwen sighed, relaxing a little and rocking her hips with Ben’s pace, her muscles tensed and swayed along with his licking as she silted her head back and rubbed her fingers along the top of Ben’s coarsely scaled head. He smirked at her, speeding his licking up a little as he started to crawl forward, scooping her up and almost sliding her down against the back of his throat as he lapped at her. He pumped the tip of his long wide tongue in and out of her, occasionally pulling out and licking up and down her entire form, or rolling his tongue out under her.
She groaned and leaned herself over her alien cousin’s head, hugging his snout as he worked her sensitive spots. She tensed and shook slightly; making loud chirping noises as she felt the friction start to grow.
Ben licked at her faster and faster, spurred on by her tensing and chirping as he enjoyed her taste oh so very much, and had to restrain himself to keep from closing his mouth around her to swallow, mostly because if he closed his mouth, he might inadvertently bite, or worse swallow her.
She gasped and arched her back over the teeth of his bottom jaw as she bucked into his tongue. Gwen hugged her cousin’s face to her naked chest as she chirped and moaned, shaking hard, and pouring out all the pent up energy she’d been building since the fight in one colossal mind blowing climax.
One which her cou...