...n the ground and pushed his face into Susan’s clothed pussy. A choke escaped her. Even through the fabric Johnny could feel the drip of her arousal on his face. Instinctively, he nipped at her labia through the sheer satin. Above him he could feel his redheaded goddess’ legs going weak. He caught them for her, keeping her upright.
Susan leaned on the lab table for support as Johnny slid her cute panties to her knees, creating sweet, silky bondage and went to work gently spreading open the lips of his sister’s pussy. The soft floral smell enveloped him almost immediately. Intoxicating him like a hard drug. He was addicted to her scent. He could see the wetness gleaming at her hole and gently lapped it up like a kitten. She sighed with newfound pleasure as he explored her inner-walls. Tracing her petal lips with the tip of his tongue, Johnny nibbled and licked the clit gently. A little awkward with his inexperience, he didn’t quite hit the mark every time. But instead of directing him, the ever logical (and also virginal) Susan gyrated herself on his face to get more pleasurable access to his learning tongue.
Her orgasm hit like a ton of bricks. Incoherent in the throes of pleasure, Susan had proceeded to knock the pherom...