Her eyes widen in surprise at his question, but she doesn't hesitate to answer truthfully. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers gripping tighter in his hair as he dips his tongue inside her, tasting the mix of their juices and his cum. "They did."

A shudder runs through her body as he laps at her folds, her hips arching off the couch in search of more contact with his mouth. "But that's just the beginning," she purrs. "

Her voice comes out as more of a moan than actual words, but it's clear she means business. "Taste me," she commands, her fingers digging into his scalp now as he continues to lick and suck at her hungrily. She moans louder with each stroke of his tongue against her clit, the pleasure building up inside her rapidly.

Her free hand moves down between their bodies, finding the head of his cock and guiding it toward her aching entrance. "Now show me how much you want this,"

"Oh, honey," she coos around his shaft, "of course you can." She pulls back, and with one swift motion flips him onto his stomach before straddling his face. Her wet pussy is inches from his lips, her scent surrounding him as he eagerly laps at her folds. Susan moans loudly, arching her back as she feels the warmth of his tongue on her clit.

Her fingers dig into his hair, urging him to taste her more deeply. "

Her pussy tastes like alcohol, sweat, and the tangy flavor of cum. He laps at her hungrily, his tongue exploring every inch of her wet folds. She moans loudly, arching her back as he focuses on her sensitive clit. "That's it," she whispers hoarsely, "suck me dry." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him onwards.