Johnny held his tongue out and mouth wide open, eagerly welcoming the drops of Clarissa's juices. He tasted her and let out a deep moan, his eyes doing their best to tell her just how badly he wanted her to get seated. While he was holding his mouth open he was still clearly half-smiling and very happy to finally get to taste the girl he'd fantasised about.<br/><br/>He couldn't speak to agree with her. Not with his mouth full of her sex, as he immediately lapped at her. But he couldn't have agreed more that he'd waited for this too. His tongue was firm and eager, and he licked eagerly at Clarissa in a show of the way he was more than happy to take good care of her needs. Even if he was beneath her like this he felt in control. His firm hands reached up, setting at her hips and guiding her in a light reminder that it would be just as easy for him to lift her off as it had been to push her down.<br/><br/>But he didn't want that. Instead he helped her balance, letting her move at any pace she liked and making no effort to limit the way she dripped against his lips, tongue and jawline. Soon a good deal of his lower face was slick with Clarissa, and he only moved his tongue more hungrily as she gave him what he was working for. His own stifled moans were louder at the sweet, intoxicating taste and he made no effort to be quiet or subtle.