Lord this was going to kill her. She didn't know if she wanted to stop or not stop. But his tongue felt so good inside of her, she was gasping and moaning and writhing against his face now, she couldn't help it. Finally she let go of his thighs and then dug into the couch below her. Her toes curled up and she let him go with a faint pop. "Do you want me to stop?" she breathed, "Tell me now because I'm not sure how much longer I can take all of this.." he had to decide. Fuck her, or come in her mouth.