219 Daniel and Naomi (2)

Naomi stared blankly at him, hoping his last words were a joke. 

"What?" She was in disbelief. 

"Sit on my face." He repeated. 

He was lying down before her while she straddled him, her thong on the ground, her body bare.

"I... I... " She was flushed as she stared at him. "I don't understand." 

He leaned up to look at her. 

"I want to eat you for dinner, so the easiest way for that to happen is if you sit on my face and let me eat you out. What's there not to understand." 

She bit her lip. Dinner? She was dinner? 

"What if I suffocate you?" 

Daniel chuckled. 

F**k she was cute. 

"Sit. Down." 

With meek moves, she crawled onto his body, fidgeting slightly in confusion and embarassment as she held onto the bed headrest before slowly lowering herself onto his face. 

Daniel quickly grabbed onto her waist, forcing her down, into his mouth immediately.