<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQPVySjCpfU4hQrV02LREbJ2UMn9q46rP9cEateQcGpyo7fUrMq2g)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Corwin Lynch<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dance Floor<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Night is Young <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> As Shown<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Holly Outerbridge<br/></span><hr/>His growls matched the noises coming from her, vibrating in time with his tongue's movements, leaning in as her hips raised, pressing his face in between her thighs, feeling powerful thighs wrapping around his neck, making him breathe harder against her, his shoulders tensing and pressing back. He might have thought that if her thighs wrapped any tighter, he might pass out. But his mind was elsewhere. Right around where his tongue was hungrily tasting her, wanting more of those sounds, more of those soft cries.<br/><br/>He felt her fingers coming down to stroke her clit, and he he didn't mind. Much, anyways. Corwin didn't pause in his assault on her drenched pussy, feeling muscles tightening around his tongue as well, making it difficult to move, difficult to work, so he pulled away, latching his lips around her active fingers and sucking them softly as his fingers took his tongue's place. Fore and middle fingers slipping inside her, making the come motion that found that delicious little nub deep inside that his tongue couldn't reach, thrusting slowly but keeping the pressure on his his mouth moved her fingers away and then pushed into her clit once more, his mouth lavishing her lips with attention as his tongue found her clit again.<br/><br/>His hand moved away from her breast, leaving it out on display. It trailed down her side and pushed her dress further up, large fingers gripping her ass and raising her closer to him. She could feel his tense shoulders pressing her thighs up, his feet pushing him up from the ground to press his face deeper between her thighs, mouth and fingers fucking her pussy, demanding the screams that he'd promised to drag from her lips, with a low, vibrating moan.