I had to put the ointment on her pussy lips twice to get it even.
Next up, it was time to get the ointment inside her pussy.
I squeezed a long strip of ointment onto my index finger, slowly slid it into her pussy, and gently twisted it around.
The soft flesh inside her pussy suddenly quivered, and it was so tight, gripping my finger like a vice.
My finger wasn't that thick, but it was still tough to get it in. It felt like there was a thick layer of soft flesh blocking the way, and after getting through one layer, there was another one waiting.
Catherine let out a soft moan.
As she relaxed her grip on her thighs, her legs squeezed inward uncontrollably, almost crushing my head.
I was kneeling between her legs, looking intently at her full and swollen pussy.
Her pussy was slowly dripping, melting the soft ointment a lot.
"Too deep... it's so cool inside," Catherine said, her toes curling as if she was enduring something.
I comforted her softly, "Hang in there, sweetheart. The ointment needs to be inside to work."
"Okay." Catherine closed her eyes, her face a mix of pleasure and pain as she bit her lip, spreading her legs as wide as she could. Her sticky pussy, glistening with arousal and still slick with unmelted ointment, parted slightly with her thighs, revealing the wet, inviting inner flesh.
"Sweetheart, there's still ointment inside your pussy that hasn't melted. It might not work as well if it stays like that. Would you let me help you melt it?" I teased.
Honestly, I couldn't resist Catherine's beautiful pussy right in front of me, and desperately wanted to lick it.
Now I was helping her apply the ointment, and the blueberry scent of it flowing from her pussy, lingering in my nose, made me salivate uncontrollably.
I was getting hot, with heat radiating all over my body.
"Okay, hurry... it's cool and hot down there... it's unbearable." As Catherine spoke, she shook her legs uncontrollably, pressing them against my shoulders, rubbing up and down my back. The friction was intoxicating, each movement sending waves of heat and desire through me, igniting a fire that burned deeper with every touch.
I swallowed hard, my lips enclosing her full labia. My tongue, slightly rough, pressed against her clit as I sucked hard. Her moist arousal slid into my mouth, and I eagerly swallowed it. I almost drained every drop of her lust, savoring each moment.
Most of the blueberry-scented ointment was sucked into my mouth, giving a cool sensation like holding an ice cube in my mouth, emitting a cool air.
Catherine was going crazy from my sucking on her pussy.
Her legs wrapped tightly around my shoulders, her butt pushing up, shoving her pussy into my mouth.
I felt that the ointment inside her pussy had almost merged with her arousal, mostly sucked into my mouth which would definitely affect its effectiveness.
This time, I squeezed the ointment directly onto the tip of my tongue, and sent the slightly blue ointment into her cave, licking around the edge of it.
The soft flesh of her pussy mixed with the cool ointment, creating a wild sensation on my taste buds.
Each time, it sparked a different kind of pleasure.
"It's so itchy. It feels hot and itchy... so uncomfortable. I can't take it anymore," she moaned.
In no time, the ointment on my tongue was evenly spread around the edge of her pussy.
Next, I squeezed a little more ointment on my tongue and inserted it into her pussy the same way.
My tongue was much softer and more flexible than my fingers.
I curled my tongue, making it smaller and harder.
With the ointment, my tongue reached inside her pussy, where the flesh was warm, soft, and the passage was very tight.
Catherine couldn't handle it, pushing her butt up to shove her pussy into my mouth, moaning passionately.
Her moans were louder than last night, more intense. My cock hardened to an unbearable degree, pressing against the sofa with such heat that it felt like it could ignite the fabric.
The temperature in the huge presidential suite rose quickly, our breaths filling the warm and steamy air, mixed with the scent of blueberries.
This fragrance seemed to act like an aphrodisiac, and both Catherine and I were lost in this heated atmosphere.
When my tongue reached deep into her pussy, I slowly spread it out, my rough tongue pressing against the soft flesh of her cave, with the cool ointment on it.
Her sensitive pussy couldn't handle the stimulation, contracting rapidly, almost making my tongue numb.
I opened my mouth, lips enclosing her full labia tightly, and my tongue stirred wildly inside her pussy like a blender.
Catherine, unable to bear it, kept moving her buttocks, inserted her fingers into my hair, and grabbed my hair.
A tight feeling spread over my scalp, and an electric current flowed down from my scalp, entering every corner of my body.
Damn, it felt good! It was simply too good!
Catherine usually paid great attention to personal hygiene, and since I was her first man, her pussy had never been touched by another man.
Her beautiful pussy bore only my mark besides her own.
Even her soft labia bore the imprint of my teeth, filled with her lust.
This was the fusion between her and me, just in a different way, making my blood boil.
Catherine couldn't resist the teasing of my agile tongue, her hands pushing my head closer to her pussy.
She was begging, "No... please don't. Put your cock in my pussy. I can't stand it. It feels so itchy. I can't take it anymore."
As she spoke, Catherine raised her buttocks high, not letting go, and her abdomen began to spasm.
She came hard from my licking, her pussy overflowing with juices.
The juices dripped down my tongue and into my mouth, which I eagerly swallowed.
Impatient with the slow trickle, I pressed my lips firmly against her folds, sucking the juices out with fervor, creating a series of wet, slurping sounds.
"No... don't... don't suck anymore. It's so itchy," she begged.