I wanted it. I longed for it. And then it came. Her lips took my nipple between them. She squeezed her gently. She slipped it into her mouth and ran her tongue twice over her.
“That's beauty, Sophie said quietly, stroking her head. Her tongue left the warmth of the meringue and rode it all over my breast. It was not just the nipple, but the whole breast. The other was stroking and squeezing. I was in heaven. She alternated both the tongue-licking itself and the kiss.