[ pushy. gator smiles with that, devious, turned-on. when joyce rids herself of her jeans and underwear - he licks his lips. she's pretty, thighs parting, showing him and displaying what she looks like. gator sinks to his knees, eyes on hers, before he parts her legs further, head dipping. his hands slide up and down, massaging her thighs. he then tilts his head, licking upward. his tongue is warm, soft, wet. he laps, moaning through his nose at the taste. earthy with a twinge of pure sweetness. ]
That's it, baby.
[ breathed against her thigh, gator continues to lick, hands on joyce's knees. he noses her clit, kissing downward before he finds her opening with the tip of his tongue. he pushes inside of her, flicking it upward. ]
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That's it, baby.
[ breathed against her thigh, gator continues to lick, hands on joyce's knees. he noses her clit, kissing downward before he finds her opening with the tip of his tongue. he pushes inside of her, flicking it upward. ]