Did Hyacinthe need to drag every boy at this college or were the good ones just all taken? The only reason Xanthippe should not be experiencing this frequently was if she were choosing to remain celibate. But did she choose to dally with even one, they should be spending time on their knees, bringing her pleasure.

This time was a wonder in many ways, and a complete disappointment in others.

Well, at least Hyacinthe could make up for lost time. His fingers kept working her over on the inside, while his tongue did the same without. He teased her with rough strokes, then soothed with long, soft ones, the flat of his tongue covering her everywhere. His free hand pushed her thigh open a little wider, giving him room to work and maneuver, letting him get closer still. His cock was hard to the point of pain, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered beyond making her come on his tongue.