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Wendy grinned, "well, I sure don't mind putting on a show. Let's make it really, really good, yeah?" She stood up, her legs trembling slightly in her anticipation. She pulled her leggings down, revealing thighs that were as delicious as I imagined, along with a neat patch of jet black pubic hair. Wendy wasn't wearing panties, but that didn't surprise me much. I thought about how fucking hot it would be to eat her out through the leggings, something I discovered I really loved a couple of years ago, but doing it a more traditional way was probably best for the first time.
"Mmm…oh my god, sit down so I can get started, please." I said, panic in my voice, only a little of it exaggerated. I wanted nothing more than to taste Wendy's sweetness, and I was just seconds away from doing just that.
Wendy did as she was told and sat down on the chair. I knelt on the ground, spreading her knees apart. I looked up at her as her thighs spread apart, her lips parting, the light pink of her sex just a hint of what was waiting for me. It occurred to me that it looked exactly, and I mean exactly, like the rose quartz vulva in the koi pond.
I leaned in, and Wendy tightened her legs around my shoulders, digging her heels in to pull me closer. It was rough, but I was eager. I was almost afraid of my eagerness as I pressed my nose into her, and then my tongue found Wendy’s clit and made wide circles around it, exploring and learning how to make Wendy happy. Every woman tastes different, and it was so thrilling to get that first taste. I thought about how I'd be getting a handful more first tastes before tonight was done, and it caused my back to slacken, pushing my face harder against Wendy's dripping slit.
"Mmm…oh, you were ready to do that, weren't you?" Wendy said, stroking my head.
I didn't come up for air or to affirm it, I just nodded. It wasn't just that I wanted to eat her pussy; it was that I was about to devour her, my face practically turning into a mask of pussy-eating lust.
"Fuck…" Wendy said, her voice changing from the cheery woman I met just minutes ago to a lusty and husky tone that told me she was getting exactly what she wanted.