Much as he did pause she did as well with the first few strokes of his tongue; gasping and shivering by the very feeling of it across her tender rose. Gasping and panting however she remained focused as both of her hands slid up and down his thick size while her tongue dove into the center of his tip, licking the droplets as they started to rise. Forcing her hips down would cause her to call out in his name as she was soaking  over him, it had only been a few moments and she was already on eage, her back arching slightly before her hips started to grind down more over his face.<br/><br/>Clinging onto his size it took her a while before she could catch her breath to continue to work with his size again. Her lips locking over his tip to push her tongue in deeply, twisting and twirling it in mimicry of what he had done to her the time before. Her hands too continued to stroke up and down his size, though when able to she would often reach out to tenderly squeeze his orbs.