Eva ground herself against Alan's face, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm as she rode his tongue.
The sensation was too good to describe, a wave of pleasure that seemed to engulf her, drowning her in a sea of ecstasy.
She could feel his tongue, hot and wet, delving into her folds, exploring every inch of her, tasting her, teasing her.
"Ahhh... Alan.... Ahhh," Eva moaned, her voice a ragged, desperate sound.
Her mind went blank, her body taking over, moving of its own accord, chasing the pleasure that Alan's skilled tongue brought.
She could feel the tension building, a coil of need in her core, ready to snap, ready to explode.
Tia, meanwhile, was busy with Alan's cock, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deep into her throat.
The feeling of his thick shaft disappearing between her lips, the sound of her wet, slurping sucks, the feel of his hard length against her tongue, it all combined to create a symphony of sensation that seemed to consume her.
