He was wicked and evil, she knew it, he was getting her heated, only to cool her and make the next round of his ministrations. Her body  was beginning to sweat, he had her moaning and writhing on his bed like a whore in heat. Every flick of his tongue sent her reeling, she needed more of him, and never wanted him to stop, no matter how intense it got.<br/><br/>Her body rose and fell, she panted and whimpered as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Oh god, yes, Simon," she groaned as  he crawled up her body. She kissed him back hard as she felt his fingers enter into her. She bucked up, encouraging him to go deeper. April looked into his eyes, "Go ahead, go longer, damn Simon, you can feel how bad I need to cum, you devil, making me wait like this. What do you want, me to scream, Stop! No more! I won't. But I will cum without permission if you go any longer." April reached up and pulled him down to her once more and kissed him with such fire and passion, that her muscles clamped on his fingers urgent for release.