Unknown - Hit her harder!

The redheaded and large-breasted bar brawler knew that the appeasement of her deep-anal craving was a task that only a stiff man's prick could accomplish adequately – or a dildo perhaps.

The evil and thoroughly sadistic blonde woman was making frantic little gurgling noises in the back of her throat, moving her head from side to side, her eyes closed tightly. The heavily-muscled and mean-tempered female was puffing her lips outward, licking anxiously at the corners of her mouth.

Bertha sensed that she was only teasing Roberta Jean with the tongue-fucking she was administering to the blonde's asshole.

Bertha knew that this oral buggery she gave Roberta Jean Richardson was only making the desire in the blonde's soaking wet poontang grow that much worse.

Bertha Klemmer pulled her tongue all the way out of Roberta Jean's asshole. She pulled the tip out slowly.

Bertha did not want Roberta Jean's asshole to be forced to slam shut on her uncomfortably. After all, Bertha Klemmer knew, that was why Roberta Jean Richardson's turds were tapered!

Roberta Jean lowered her feet back down to the bed, and once again parted her thighs as far as she could get them. The large blonde would have had to have studied yoga to get her thighs open any further than they were.

Bertha moved her fingers to the outer lips of Roberta Jean's cunt and began to peel that pussy open.

Just as had been the case when she opened up Roberta Jean's ass cheeks a few moments earlier. Bertha pulled the blonde's cunt lips open gingerly and she didn't stop until they were opened as far as they could go.

Bertha Klemmer opened up Roberta Jean Richardson's poontang until it looked like a slab of raw meat.

"Ohhhh, I have wanted to lap up your pussy for so long," Bertha said.

"Don't say it, do it!" Roberta Jean Richardson said.

Bertha Klemmer took this advice to heart, and got down to work.

Bertha placed the tip of her tongue on the inch long patch of mucous membrane in between the base of Roberta Jean's stretched-open cunt and her thoroughly rimmed asshole.

The natural lubrication from Roberta Jean's cunt was gathered quickly at that spot.

Ummmmmm!

Yummy!

Bertha then licked up and down the outer lips of the pussy, up and down the entire length of the pink gash – all the way from the very bottom to the very top of the cunt and then back again.

The lesbian allowed her tongue to come within a most minute fraction of an inch of Roberta Jean Richardson's love button without making direct contact with that fiery bulb.

Bertha knew a lot about feminine anatomy and sexuality.

She knew that the intensity of Roberta Jean's inevitable orgasm was directly proportional to the amount of time she spent building the blonde's arousal up to the saturation point.

Bertha knew that the longer she made Roberta Jean wait for her come, the better it was going to feel for the blonde when all of that sexual tension was released simultaneously in the form of a blissful clitoral orgasm.

Bertha Klemmer licked just at the sides of Roberta Jean's love button, and just above the fiery bulb at the clitoral foreskin. Roberta Jean was panting wildly.

The short-haired and somewhat stocky lesbian loved the way Roberta Jean Richardson's tits looked a they heaved up and down on her chest with her increasingly frenzied panting. The heavily-tattooed and nail-tough bulldyke could hear Roberta Jean letting out increasingly loud exclamations of pleasure as she lapped happily at her pussy.

"You are driving me nuts, you are making me wild!"

Bertha then licked up and down the entire length of Roberta Jean's cunt in between her inner and outer cunt lips.

She once again allowed her tongue to come within a millimeter of Roberta Jean's clit without touching the magic spot.

"My clit! My clit needs to be licked so bad! So fucking bad!"

Bertha flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across the outermost edges of Roberta Jean's protruding and slightly curled back inner cunt lips – the labia that surrounded the blonde's wanton fuck hole.

Bertha wiggled her tongue from side to side and worked her tongue in between Roberta Jean's inner lips.

The brown-haired and distinctly masculine woman touched the tip of her tongue to Roberta Jean's pisshole – her urethra. The buxom and long legged blonde bombshell could feel Bertha's tongue touching her pussy directly below and less than an inch away from her clit.

The buxom and long-legged blonde bombshell was bouncing up and down wildly on the cheeks of her ass. The evil and thoroughly sadistic blonde woman was shifting the weight of her lower torso from one ass cheek to the other rhythmically. The evil and thoroughly sadistic blonde woman yearned to have Bertha Klemmer lick upward, onto the very focal point of Roberta Jean's desire. Bertha licked downward instead, toward the mouth of the blonde's fuck hole.

Bertha tilted her head a little to one side and plunged her tongue deep into Roberta Jean's poontang.

Roberta Jean wondered why Bertha tilted her head to one side before pushing the tip of her tongue up under her pubic bone, in a vain search for her cervix. Then it occurred to Roberta Jean that Bertha did not want to touch her clitoris with the tip of her nose, since the lesbian was smart enough to know that just about any direct contact with Roberta Jean's love button was apt to trigger her orgasm at this point. Bertha was determined to lick every nook and cranny of Roberta Jean's cunt before the clit.

Bertha pulled her tongue all the way out of Roberta Jean's pussy and placed the tip of her right forefinger at the very top of the blonde's poontang slash.

Bertha gingerly peeled Roberta Jean's clitoral foreskin upward with the tip of that finger, and, in this manner, rendered the entire love button naked and vulnerable to her oral caress.

Bertha then darted outward with her tongue tip and touched Roberta Jean's clit as lightly and as quickly as she could. Bertha pulled her tongue away from the magic spot the second she touched it. Bertha Klemmer sought – and she found – the most subtle possible clitoral caress. She knew that she did not have to touch Roberta Jean Richardson's clitoris very hard – after all, it was the most sensitive part of the blonde bombshell's entire body.

Roberta Jean could feel a lightning bolt of pleasure starting at her clit, shooting up her spine as far as the base of her skull, where it paused and retreated. The pleasure did not explode directly into her brain the way the ultimate pleasure of her orgasm would have. But she was close. So very close!

Bertha dabbed her tongue at Roberta Jean's clitoris, always pulling the taster tip away from the fiery bulb before the blonde's pleasure had an opportunity to become orgasmic.

"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! I can't! Ohhhhhhhh! Owwwwwwww! Give it to me! Give it to me! Make me come! I need to come! I need to come so fucking bad! I need to come so motherfucking bad!" Roberta Jean Richardson screamed.

Bertha could tell that Roberta Jean was not in the mood to be teased any longer. She placed the tip of her tongue on Roberta Jean's clit and this time she kept it there. She began to roll the clit in a series of slow circles, and then some figure eights.

"Yeah!"

She licked softly.

"Harder!"

She licked slowly.

"Faster!"

Bertha licked harder and faster.

Roberta Jean thought the top of her head was going to blow off as the explosions of ecstasy started in her cunt.

Just at the moment that Roberta Jean burst into orgasm, Bertha could feel a little squirt of liquid from the blonde's urethra striking her on her lower lip.

There was a time when Bertha would have thought that Roberta Jean Richardson had lost control of her bladder.