His tongue stroked along hers, his hands at the buttons of her blouse.

His tongue came out and stroked over her mouth.

As she gasped, his tongue penetrated her mouth and stroked her own.

His tongue stroked strongly against hers, hot, wet, exciting, and hungry.

She went rigid beneath him as his tongue glided in and stroked hers.

His tongue stroked over her neck in turn, rasping the mark he had left on her.

"So hot and tight," he groaned as his tongue stroked over the mark at the bottom of her neck.

His tongue stroked urgently in her mouth and she met it with her own.

He smiled and his tongue stroked her bottom lip.

Certainly, she shouldn't have moaned when his tongue stroked hers.