Giselle looked down, wanting to look into Tyger's eyes as she continued to squirm like a fish on a hook as she continued to rub herself against his face.  His tongue felt like a hot brand that didn't bring pain at all but rather immense enjoyment to her body as she finally reached a fever pitch, crying his name out as she was pitched over the edge and her entire body became rigid as a board as her release came hard.  Shivering visibly as her dark skin became matted in a thin layer of sweat, Giselle gave several long and passionate moans as she gripped Tyger's head tightly against her sex, wanting to be brought down slowly from this unimaginable high she had denied herself for far too long before she finally did start to come down, relaxing slowly until she was laying on her back, having fallen backward though slowly as she laid there, panting from what Tyger had brought to her.  "I....didn't know....someone's tongue....alone...could be that good...Tyger."  She whispered, closing her brown eyes as she tried to regain her senses, though a part of her never wanted this to end.  "Take me....please.  I need you....more than I've needed anyone before."