“No one’s here,” she whispered back.
“So?”
“Give me a quick lick.”
“No way. What if we get sprung?”
“By who? No one’s seen us all week, and you’ll be gone early in the morning. I’ll miss you for the next few days.”
So they’d been doing this the whole week. How lucky was I that tonight was the night she wanted him to give her a good munching? I was hoping there’d be more than just that.
Her pouting worked and, before long, she was grabbing at her own breasts, her head back. I imagined her eyes would have been glazed as they stared up at the stars. I zoomed in further onto her face but found her tits much more interesting.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned softly, her hands now on his head, trying to pull him away. “That’s fantastic. Oh, God, yeah.”
“Shh,” he said, his mouth full of her snatch.
“Oh, baby,” she whispered, “come and fuck me.”