He was swooning a bit.  There were two causes.  He probably should get more air than he was, but refused to let his mouth out of her, and she seated his face so tightly.  The other reason was that so much of his blood was now dedicated to the hardness that she was electrifying with her tongue.  He felt worshipped.<br/>He swiped his tongue into her once more.  How much of her had he drunk by now?  Men talked of rumors...but she had to have given him more than was normal.  What an incredible woman. He pushed up to get some air, gasped and asked.  "If you would kill me with kindness, cup my balls tightly as you lick and suckle me...Or would you place me twist your fulsome breasts...oh....dear Lady Mine...how you devour me and play with me as a cat does her mouse...I am but your toy."<br/>He returned to her puss and suckle on her clit, his eyes closed in bliss.