She bent over on the bed, holding up her ass for him, she felt wicked standing like this in her silk stockings and minute thong. His hands delicately began to pull down the thong and she expected him to fuck her right then and there. Instead, she felt his long hair tickle her ass and his hot breath on her skin and she nearly came when his tongue slowly examined her cleavage, leaving a soft trail of moisture. She held her ass up higher, urging him to taste her, shaking, anticipating.