never had an orgasm during oral sex, and she does not believe that it is in principle possible. Well, so it was so frustrated before? This is just a real challenge to my abilities. So, it means that I have less than 15 minutes left. Go!

My most favorite position in cunniling is when I am on the side of my partner, kneeling. Of course, it’s difficult to get to the right points and use the whole arsenal of techniques, but in this position, the female hand conveniently lays down on my standing member, doubles my pleasure and adds tirelessness. Such a posture is good at the beginning of the session - to warm up, or when there is no hurry, however, today time is pressing.

Without listening to any objections, I quickly take off my panties from Katya, unfold her diagonally to the edge of the bed, and myself for greater convenience, I kneel on the floor. The goal is right in front of me. For some time I caress Katya with my hands so that the warming up is gradual: I stroke the hillocks of the outer labia, first outside, and then from the inside; holding the folds of the inner lips between two fingers, rubbing them lightly together; with light circular motions and pressing the mass of the clitoris; lightly, at the very top, stroking the vagina. The reaction began: breathing quickens, the body involuntarily trembles, the wet discharge intensifies (I wonder if I would stop now and agree that it was not in time, how would Katya react?).

I open Katina's pussy with my fingers to a comfortable look, I look into her eyes, wink and start to the main thing. I spend my tongue on the velvety tops of the outer labia, I slide deep into; I gently suck the delicate frills of the inner lips, even lightly bite them with my teeth; I lick, and then firmly press my tongue against the clitoris, I begin to suck it and very gently smack myself with my teeth; I put my tongue to the entrance of the vagina and sharply pushing it in (Katya takes a deep and loud air, almost cries out, but is still holding).

By the time we are still limited, so I stop the slow games and transfer all my attention to Katina's clitoris and vagina, gradually accelerating movements and increasing pressure. On the basis of practice, I was convinced how much easier it was to work if the partner lays more or less quietly at the time of increasing the caress intensity and at the time of approaching orgasm.

But Katya, it turns out, belongs to a different type - to those women who at that moment cease to control themselves and begin to make strong, involuntary, jerky movements with their whole body. After a couple of minutes of intensified stimulation, Katya begins to shake coarsely, and every second she bends her back, falls back, and runs about from side to side.

Although it is pleasant for a man to see such a visual result of his labors, it becomes very inconvenient to continue to caress. If you get lost at such a moment, then all efforts will be in vain (however, Katya is clearly not thinking about it now). Therefore, holding my partner's hips tightly, I forcibly press her ass onto the bed (even if only her shoulders are spinning) and finish the job. At some point, the trembling of Katya’s body is still intensifying (I can’t almost hold her back!), There are muffled groans (I couldn’t stand it!).

After a few seconds, the shiver becomes shallow, but often-frequent ... Katia’s whole body is very tense, ... her face seems to convulse (I still watch a little out of the corner of my eye), ... there is not a sound from an open mouth. And after a couple of moments, some mournful whines are heard, Katina's body relaxes, a couple of times twitching slightly and exhaustedly scattered on the bed.

Well, although I didn’t get any relief, and now I’ll have to relieve the tension somewhere else, but the man’s vanity is completely satisfied.Who said there that he could not reach orgasm during oral sex, and in a quarter of an hour I wouldn’t have enough (I missed it in 12 minutes, I noticed)?

I get up, raise my head and, what would you think?! ... It turns out that after disconnecting for a while from the world, Katya and I did not notice how her daughter returned. And now this blond miracle quietly sits on a bedside table in the hallway, glancing at us through the half-closed door, folded her hands on her knees and waits patiently for her mother to allow her to enter. What a caring and obedient child! I wonder how long she came?

I quickly wash, dress, leave, briefly look at the Light, and we greet him politely. Strange, Katya is a bit plump, medium height brunette, but her daughter doesn’t look like her at all (she probably went to her father). For her fifteen years, a tall, long-legged beauty and a pretty blonde are rather tall. This "Barbie".

She impressed me a lot, which I confess to Kate, who escorts me to the street. “But I’m better then,” she suddenly worries. Is it really a little jealous? "Of course, you are better for me, especially since Sveta is still quite small," I reply, and she flashes in her head: "I don’t know, I don’t know. Circumstances will somehow conveniently form themselves, then ... we'll see. "

Running a little ahead, I will say that for a couple of months of our meetings with Katya, the relationship with her daughter, Sveta, also managed to become quite friendly and confidential. But that's another story.

*****

To be continued.

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