Before Desmond could say anything, she leaned forward and began to lick the head of his dick.
"Oh, fuck!" Desmond moaned. "That felt good."
She pushed the head of his dick between her lips while she continued to swirl her tongue around it. She pulled her head down, and Desmond could feel her warm mouth engulf his dick until it hit the back of her throat while her tongue caressed the underside of his dick.
Then she pulled back, sucking hard until only the head remained in her mouth while she used one hand to stroke the exposed shaft. She began to pump his dick, repeating the process again and again.
While she sucked him, Desmond reached down and began to caress her breast. At first, he just fondled all of each breast, but he soon worked his way to the nipples. Anabel began to bob her head up and down his dick. "Oh! I missed this so much!"
She pulled her mouth out and began to stroke his now glistening dick.
Desmond would hear the sloppy sound. She was very good at it. After a while she leaned down again and began to suck him.
"Sweetheart, I'm going to come." He said, and she slowed down, then stopped. She doesn't want him to come yet.
"I want it inside of me." She smiled at him.
"Not when I've not returned the favor." He turned her over, and she was lying on her back. Anabel pulled her soaked panties and spread her legs for him, then he kneeled between her legs.
Desmond spread it wider and began to kiss the inside of her thighs. He worked up one thigh, from the knee to just short of her sex, and then did the same thing on the other leg. At this moment, his face was directly in front of her beautiful pussy. It was clean-shaven with just a small strip of hair remaining just above where her inflamed clit peeked from beneath its hood. Her lips were swollen and shiny with her sweet juice.
Desmond began with a teasing lick. She gasped when his tongue flicked her clit. He looked up and saw she was smiling at him.
"How do I taste?" She asked.
"You taste sweet. I can stay in-between your legs all day." He said and dove back into her pussy. She placed her hand at the back of his head, encouraging him to lick her good.
With two fingers, he spread her outer lips and began to lick her inner lips with long, slow strokes running from top to bottom, finishing by briefly flicking her clit at the end of each stroke. At this point, Anabel was going crazy.
"Yessssssss! Fuck! Lick that fucking pussy." Yeah, even though she looked innocent, she could also talk dirty when it comes to sex, and Desmond loves it when she says that. He sucked her clit and pulled it a little bit. Anabel gasped for breath and tried to push his head off her clit. Desmond didn't withdraw; he kept sucking her. He knew her very well. He knew she didn't really want him to stop. Just that it was too sensitive to control.
He opened his mouth so it was covering her pussy and extended his tongue as far into her cunt as it would go. He pushed in and out like he was fucking her.
She had her legs wrapped around his back and both hands on his head, holding it against her pussy. She was moaning and crying continuously—not saying anything coherent, just making a lot of noise and occasionally saying his name. "Oh, fuck! So good! Oh, Desmond! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!"