Carly groans, "If I do taste your…Y'know, will you let me go?"
"Sure, Carles." Sam says, "A few good licks - I wanna feel your tongue."
Carly shudders and sighs, "Fine, l'get this over with." She mumbles under her breath. Sam waits with anticipation as Carly slowly pushes her head down until her lips are milimetres from Sam's skin. Carly can feel her friend's pubic hair against her lips and nose.
Carly hesitates for a second before making light contact with Sam's body with the tip of her tongue. To Sam this tiny touch feels electric, sparking a blaze of inhibition within her, and her crotch moistens more and more.
Carly brings her tongue back down to the bottom of Sam's crotch, and presses her tongue against her skin. This time she uses her tongue like one might lick an ice cream cone. As she drags her tongue across Sam's body, she can feel every strand of coarse hair - taste the juices from inside her friend.
Sam jerks as Carly's tongue drags across her clitoris at the top of her vaginal slit. She relaxes, feeling Carly slowly licking her. A warm feeling starts in Sam's toes, and slowly moves like a wave up her body, and as it reaches her waist, Sam releases the muscles in her pelvis.
"Sam! Wha-…Sto-…Ew! You're peeing on me!" Carly yells.
Sam, in the middle of a long orgasm, completely ignores her. And continues to empty her bladder onto Carly's face.
As the warm feeling fades away, Sam slowly comes back to reality. She feels the warm cloth that is sticking to her legs.
Sam smirks, "Alright Carles. Now it's time for my butt."
"What? I licked your fishy pussy, and you said you'd let me go!"
"I lied." Sam replies sweetly.
"I'm not doing anything else." Carly insists.
"Oh yes you will."
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