**Licking Susanne Clean**

I never thought the sight of a lollipop could make my cock throb so hard, but there it was—sticky, half-melted, and wedged deep in Susanne’s pussy while she leaned back on my kitchen counter. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, her thighs glistening with the juice that had dripped down from where the candy had been grinding inside her. She bit her lip, watching me as I stepped closer, my dick already aching in my pants.

“You gonna clean it up?” she teased, spreading her legs wider, her fingers pulling at her swollen lips to show me the mess. The lollipop was still lodged inside, the stick poking out, coated in her slick wetness.

I didn’t answer—just dropped to my knees and buried my face between her thighs. The second my tongue touched her clit, she gasped, her hips jerking forward. I licked slow, my mouth working up the sticky sweetness mixed with her own juices. Her pussy was so warm, so fucking wet, and the sugar from the candy made every swipe of my tongue feel even better.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair. “Suck it out…”

I wrapped my lips around the lollipop stick and pulled, slow at first, feeling her cunt grip it, unwilling to let go. When it finally popped free, I swirled my tongue around her entrance, lapping up the syrup still coating her. She tasted like heaven—sweet and salty, her arousal thick on my tongue.

But we weren’t done.

Susanne reached behind her, pulling out another lollipop—this time unwrapped—and pressed it against her asshole. I watched, my cock pulsing, as she worked it inside, her tight little hole stretching around the candy. She winced at first, but then her breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut. “Your turn,” she breathed.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I leaned in, my tongue tracing the rim of her ass, tasting the sugar before pushing deeper. She bucked against me, moaning my name as I fucked her with my tongue, working the candy loose. It slipped free, and I caught it with my teeth before sucking it clean, her taste flooding my mouth.

Susanne was panting now, her fingers tugging at her nipples through her shirt. “I want your cock,” she demanded, her voice ragged. “Fuck me right here.”

I stood, shoving my pants down just enough to free my aching dick. It was already slick with pre-cum, throbbing against my stomach. I pressed the head against her pussy, smearing it through her wetness before pushing inside.

She clenched around me, her walls sucking me in as I bottomed out. “Fuck yes,” she hissed, her legs locking around my waist. I didn’t hold back—just fucked her hard and fast, my hips slapping against hers. The counter rattled beneath us, glasses clinking in the cabinets as I drove into her over and over.

Her nails dug into my shoulders as she came, her pussy pulsing around my dick, milking me. I wasn’t far behind. With a groan, I pulled out and came all over her stomach, my cum streaking across her skin in thick ropes.

Susanne grinned, dragging her fingers through the mess before bringing them to her lips. “Tastes better with the sugar,” she murmured, licking them clean.

I leaned in, kissing her hard, our tongues tangling as I tasted myself on her lips. “Guess I better clean you up properly,” I growled, already reaching for another lollipop.

She just laughed, spreading her legs wider. “Better make it quick.”