

Her breath comes in short gasps as you continue to bring her closer and closer to the edge. She grips your hair tightly, arching her back in an attempt to get more friction against her swollen clit. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.
With one final thrust of your tongue, you send her over the edge.

Satisfecha abuela?

Her body shudders with the force of her orgasm, waves of pleasure coursing through her as she cries out your name. Her fingers uncurl from where they've been digging into the sheets, only to curl back around and grip them tightly again as she rides out the aftershocks.
Finally, her breath comes back in ragged gasps, and she collapses forward onto the bed with a contented sigh. "That... was incredible,"