Richard's oral ministrations pressed harder into Evie's sex. Her reactions -- the bucking, the vice-effect of her thighs squeezing his head, they way her hips rolled to afford greater access -- all gave Richard every indication that she not only liked the attention, but wholeheartedly approved of it. The feel of her hand in his hair only added to the salacious permission, and Richard hummed as he ate her out: transferring that vibration from his throat into his kissing on her clit for enhanced stimulation. Richard also found encouragement in the ample wetness Evie produced for him, and he took care to drink her pussy dry -- like an eager hound -- and lick every inch of her skin clean.<br/><br/>Richard's face had become a coated mess, though he love what he was doing, diving back in to please the lass again and again. His hands were not idle, and soon they slid up the back-side of Evie's thighs, encouraging her hips to offer even more of her sex to his wicked tongue and lips. The chair he sat in scooted closer, and now Richard's hands crept up onto Evie's front. She would see Richard's face devote to adoring her most sensitive area as his deft fingers began to unfasten each of her shirt buttons one. at. a. time. His fingers slid up the pale skin of her belly and chest, seeking and erotically curious. They hooked her bra straps and tugged them down off her shoulders after they stretched in futile protest. The motion continued on and those hands pulled her cups down to expose her naked breasts.<br/><br/>Richard's eyes opened to enjoy the sight of her creamy, firm mounds as he fondled them in pure enjoyment -- all while slowly falling in love with the taste of Evie's sweet pussy.