The quarterback nodded at her first question, still eagerly suckling on her breast like a nursing babe. His wide palms stretched and then contracted around the heaving globes of flesh as her hand found his raging hard on. "So very, very good," he murmured out around the erect nipple as his tongue bathed it in his saliva. Her skin tasted better than a freshly baked cherry pie with vanilla ice cream, in fact, it tasted very much like that. The only difference was that this dessert was made of flesh and was far more delicious than any his mother ever made.<br/><br/>The man let out soft hiss as she tugged his head up to her own by his hair. Xavier's mouth went into a fevered chewing motion as he tried to claim as much of her mouth as he possibly could in the limited time. He was able to feel both of her hands caressing his skin, but still something was wrapped around his erection. Whatever it was felt ever so incredible as it wound and unwound around his aching shaft. "That sounds like a very, very good idea. I don't know what you're doing to my dick, but I hope your mouth is as good," he groaned out as one particular tug caused his pulse to race.<br/><br/>Xavier shifted out of her arms' grasp so that he could rotate himself around with his head hovering above her sex. The male's engorged prick would slap against her cheek if she didn't intercept it as his mouth descended to directly above her teal-accented crotch. "You've dyed your pubes too?" he asked with a soft laugh which was quickly replaced with a drawn-out moan as the familiar scent of her arousal swept into his nostrils. He waited no longer to dive fully between her thighs and plunge his tongue into the sweltering confines of her snatch.<br/><br/>Freshly baked pie with melting scoops of ice cream once again flooded his taste buds which only urged him to desire more of it. He found himself wondering why he hadn't chosen to sample this delectable honeypot in the first place. Not that it mattered now, the male was thankful that she had given him the opportunity to do so. His tongue flattened out into a wider shape in order to scoop out more of the heavenly, or hellish, fluids into his mouth. The broad strokes not only skimmed, but hungrily scraped, along her innermost walls.