"What did my mother do to you, Seamus? Did she… do this?"
Viviane's voice was low and sultry as her tongue slid from the tip of his cock all the way down to the base, savoring the feel of every vein against her tongue and the faint, salty taste that lingered.
Seamus groaned, his fingers tangling in her soft red hair as his eyes trailed down her naked, flawless body. It was hard to resist her when she looked like that.
"Yeah…" he exhaled, his voice ragged. "Both of you are… great."
Viviane's expression immediately darkened. She tightened her grip around his shaft, making him flinch.
"Are you seriously saying that," she said, her tone sharp, "while I'm holding your cock hostage like this?"
"Alright, alright, you're the best, babe," he said quickly, raising his hands playfully.
"Now relax. That's my future you're holding, and might be your favorite things to ride." He winked at her. "You don't want it to be a waste don't you?"
Viviane's lips curved into a reluctant laugh. "Okay, okay. You're forgiven for now."
She smirked, her eyes glinting. "But I'm going to step up my game… just to make you forget that old hag ever touched you."
Viviane pressed his shaft between her breasts, squeezing just enough to trap him. The tip peeked out invitingly, and she leaned down to lick it in slow, deliberate circles, her tongue soft and wet.
Seamus groaned, breath catching in his throat.
"You like this, don't you?" Viviane whispered, her voice trembling just enough to sound hurt. "I wonder if you liked it this much… when she touched you."
Seamus flinched at the words, but before he could speak, she pressed her breasts tighter together and glided them slowly up and down his length. The silky heat made him groan again despite himself.
Her hooded eyes met his. "No, don't look away," she whispered. "I want you to look at me, Seamus. The one who pleases you is me right now not that wench!"
She squeezed harder, sliding her breasts upward, the friction delicious and unbearable at once.
Every few strokes, her tongue flicked against the sensitive underside of his shaft, teasing him, punishing him.
Seamus' hands clenched the sheets, knuckles white. "Viviane… damn… you're going to drive me insane," he rasped.
Viviane leaned forward and took the tip into her mouth, sucking just enough to make his hips jerk. Pulling back, she let her breath fan across the wet skin.
"Do you feel it now?" she whispered. "I'm going to erase her from you, Seamus. Erase every other woman from your mind."
Seamus swallowed hard, his grip tightening in her hair as her breasts resumed their rhythm, slick and warm around him.
"More Viviane, make me cum with your mouth and that sexy tits."
She nodded and quickened her pace now, the soft press of her skin and the wet glide of her tongue combining into maddening rhythm.
Seamus trembled, his hips bucking involuntarily. "Oh fuck, Viviane…" he groaned, his voice cracking.
"Mmm… you're so close," she whispered, gliding him deeper between her breasts.
"I can feel you throbbing. You're always so easy when it's me. Men really are weak to tits, aren't they?"
He tried to hold on, but the pleasure was relentless. The pressure of her breasts, the teasing licks, and that naughty smirk of hers.
Viviane leaned forward, taking him fully into her mouth while still milking him with her breasts.
The combined heat and suction shattered his control. Seamus gasped, his head falling back, his fingers tangled in her hair as he thrust weakly into her.
Viviane hummed around him, the vibration pushing him over the edge.
"Shit! Hahhh... I'm gonna cum inside your mouth!" he groaned as he spilled himself into her.
She swallowed greedily, drawing out every last drop, her breasts still squeezing him until he sagged back against the bed, utterly spent.
When she finally pulled away, Viviane licked her lips slowly, as if savoring the taste, and crawled up his body.
She said softly. "See? There's no room left for anyone else but me."
Seamus met her gaze, still catching his breath, and for a moment he couldn't tell if her words were a promise… or a warning.
"I know, it's always you in my heart anyway."
"And then you still have sex with my mother. But it's fine I forgive you since we are in the middle of something more interesting."
Her knees sliding up on either side of his head until she was above him, her full, perfect ass and glistening pussy right over his face.
She looked down at him between strands of her red hair, her golden eyes blazing with a hunger he hadn't seen before.
"Look at you," she murmured, voice thick with want, "lying there like my pretty little pillow. Do you know how much I want you to worship me, Seamus?"
He swallowed hard, staring up at the sight of her. "Of course I know, I mean look at you with those greedy eyes of yours."
"Come get close, I'm gonna eat that needy pussy of yours."
"Of course darling, I will make that mouth pure again from that old hag's name... Or the time when you moaned and grunted on top of her."
She tilted her hips forward just slightly, teasing his lips with her slick heat.
Seamus's hands came up instinctively, gripping her hips as he finally leaned in, his tongue brushing softly along her folds.
Viviane gasped, a sharp intake of breath, her head tilting back as her fingers tightened in his hair.
"Ahh~ That's it," she breathed, her thighs trembling as he began to explore her. Each lap of his tongue drew another shaky moan from her lips.
"Ngghh~ Haahhh... Seamus…" she whispered, grinding down against his mouth as the pleasure built. "Just like that… don't stop."
Her scent was intoxicating, sweet and musky, and he found himself completely lost in the rhythm of pleasing her.
He flicked his tongue across her clit, teasing, then sucked it gently, drawing another shuddering gasp from her.
"OHHH!!! SEAMUS!"
Viviane's back arched, her nails dragging lightly over his scalp as she rode his face faster. His tongue was inside her, her clit grinding onto his face.
While her thighs pressed tighter around his head as her breathing grew uneven.
"F-fuck, yes… So good! Hahhh!!! Ahhh~" she moaned, her voice breaking as waves of pleasure tore through her. "I'm so close… don't you dare stop!"
Seamus obeyed, gripping her hips firmly as his tongue worked her faster, deeper, until Viviane's entire body jerked.
"OHHH!!! NGGHHH!!! AHHH CUMMINGHH!!!"
She cried out, the sound sharp and desperate, as her release hit her like a wave.
Her thighs clenched hard around his head, her body shaking as she ground herself against his mouth, drawing out every drop of her climax.
Finally, with a long, trembling exhale, she collapsed forward, steadying her trembling legs.
Seamus slowly pulled back, his lips slick with her taste as he looked up at her flushed, dazed expression.
"Viviane…" he murmured softly. "You are delicious"
She glanced down at him with a weak but satisfied smile. "But we are not done yet, honey. Not yet."