I opened my eyes then, my lips parting, and he thrust his tongue down my throat hotly again. Then I felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down my wet folds. My cunt clenched around nothing. I almost wailed and almost collapsed in relief, at the same time. I needed him to slip inside me, to part my cunt and fill it to the hilt with his size. I needed it now, but all I got was the head of his cock, collecting my juices, teasing me. My brows furrowed in frustration, my hands grasping at his shirt, trying and failing to pull it open, and his responding smirk was absolutely devilish. 