Fox, too, was enjoying himself. Of course, he was getting to eat at his favorite place, so why wouldn't he? If Cissy wasn't into spanking, then it would have been a threat. But Fox didn't know that she would enjoy it, yet. If she spoke again, he would make good on his threat. Hell, he'd probably make good his threat even if she didn't say another word the entire night!
He felt her heel against his back, knew what it meant and deliberately ignored it. His tongue started to draw circles around her clit, not touching it now. On occasion, Fox would drag his tongue down to her opening, tasting her flavor from the source. He'd dip in, slide right back out and up to flick at her clit again.