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Simon’s tongue lashed at Angelina’s pussy. There were violent lashes, soft lashes and the worst kind of them all; vaginal wall gnawing lashes.

Angelina lifted her head to look at him through her widely spread legs. Simon was the absolute worst pussy-licker Angelina has ever experienced. She always had to fake an orgasm in the first few minutes because all she wanted to do was kick his fucking teeth in every time he placed his mouth over her warm, wet pussy.

This particular night Angelina smiled when Simon shut off the lights, came to bed and slowly kissed his way down to her crotch. She knew he would be so pissed at the end of this and was relishing every second she could.

Right in the middle of a particularly forceful lash that produced a loud moan from Angelina, Simon looked up with a huge smile. Once Angelina saw the bright, red blood encompassing Simon’s mouth, Angelina then rocked her hips harder into his face just to smear that much more blood into the crevices of his mouth.