Airy moved in slow languid motions as his erection slid over her tongue. She imagined having her ass and pussy filled to bursting while going down on Matt and the imagine inspired a little moan to rumble through her chest just as his cock popped free of her lips.

She returned his kiss, slow and greedy, her tongue displaying a new level of unashamed dexterity as his fingers brushed at the slick folds of her sex. Airy was dripping with arousal, teased and coaxed from the time she had spent draped across her legs.

She gasped as their kiss broke, her voice and thighs quivering at his touch. "Matt." Airy whispered his name and begged at the same time. Her head felt like it was floating in a misty cloud where only Matt and bliss could touch her.

For her first trip, it wasn't a bad one.