Chapter 218

• It was like a switch occurred inside Becka. The tears stopped, the nervousness stopped, the second she saw my shaved pussy. Without a word, she returned to her submissive position on her knees.
• "Good girl," I purred, knowing that soft guidance was what she needed to cross the invisible barrier between us.
• Olivia was right; Becka really was good at everything she did. Her tongue was surprisingly wide and she lapped back and forth like a paint brush. I was already horny as hell from my bizarre morning so it didn't take long to shift from brimming to come to exploding my pussy juice all over her face. Becka, lapped and lapped right through my orgasm as eager to please my pussy as she was to get a 100 percent on a test.