Wojo’s kisses traveled lower though. She said last night she liked how he licked her down there, and so Wojo did it again. What every woman he’d been with agreed on was that his barbarian-size tongue was a plus when it came to, yu’know… licking ’em out in the downstairs.
So he did it again. He plunged his tongue into her pussy, and he slurped on her clit until she couldn’t stop whisper-begging for more. She maybe asked Tommy to join in or maybe Tommy did it in on his own, but when she was good and wet, Tommy was kissing her down.
They both ate her out good, she was purring like a kitten. You could tell she liked it cuz she was pumping her hips like as if to force her womanhood down their throats. Wojo wrinkled his nose when Tommy’s tongue touched his, but he didn’t fuss, even when Tommy laid down next to Wojo. Tommy’s hardon rubbed on Wojo’s asscheeks, as they both had to squeeze into the small space of the bunk.
From Wojo the Bricklayer