Her words take a second to soak into your hormone-flooded brain. Once they do, you give her a short kiss to let her know you got the message. Neither of you could get enough oxygen by breathing in each other’s hot breaths, but you didn’t care. She opens her mouth and you do the same, still silent as you thrust wildly into her fatty folds of nerves. She doesn’t even try to kiss you, her tongue shoots out and laps passionately at your open mouth. Knowing you weren’t going to fool her, you avoid any formalities and lick back for the sole purpose of ingesting as much of her raw taste as possible. The rush in your loins intensifies as each thrust makes you more and more sensitive to her every internal detail. 