You made the decision quickly, and began you climb back over the mountainous breasts. Once across, you gently climbed your way up to her face. You took a small moment to admire her face, so serene while asleep.
Conveniently, her mouth was still open slightly. You removed your underwear, just in case it might cause indigestion or something. Shivering with anticipation, you slowly pushed your feet into her mouth.
Gwynevere's lips almost immediately closed on your legs. She gave a small moan, while you gave an even smaller whimper. It started with a gentle suction. Your legs were drawn in to the knees. You could feel her tongue tasting you. The suction increased, taking you to your thighs. The Princess moaned in her sleep, obviously she was enjoying your flavor. Her mouth opened for half a second, suddenly dropping you chest deep in her mouth. You gasped as the warmth and wetness reached your nethers.
Her tongue never stopped moving over your body, but it did slow to focus somewhere. You clasped a hand over your mouth when it snaked its way between your legs. Apparently that part of you tasted rather good, as her tongue barely left that spot. You involuntarily began bucking your hips, getting closer and closer to your limit.
When that moment came, you're surprised Gwynevere didn't wake. Your hand had slipped from your mouth, and the sound you made was far from quiet.
Before you even had a chance to recover, the Princess' body took over. The rest of you was pulled unceremoniously inside her mouth. You wanted to spend time in her mouth, but the tongue had other plans. Barely a second passed before it pushed you to the back of her mouth. To Gwynevere's throat.
Your legs were already halfway inside, and with a simple swallow, so was your torso. One final gulp was all it took to send you on your way.
