"As though propelled on a swing, reaching peak height and driving back the other direction, his tongue eased back and forth over the length of my slit several times before he settled around my clit. The tip ran circles around and over my sensitive bud. The swing, no longer swaying to and fro, began to slowly spin, raising me further from the ground as its ropes twisted together."
"I don't remember breathing at all, until the swing could wind no more, having reached its tightest point. The breath rushed out of my body as his hot lips sucked my clit hard, his slick tip still lashing me without relent, and the swing began to spin the opposite direction, gaining momentum with each full circle. It felt as though my body was hurtling through the air- space down, around, every which direction as orgasmic spasms seized me."
Crazy Emma -- Brandie Buckwine