Aylin quickly became conflicted.
The first lick of Caius's tongue across her pussy gave her a tremendous amount of pleasure but also riddled her with tremors that undermined her fellating actions on his cock. Suddenly, she wasn't suckling on the dickhead with as much intensity as before and she wasn't tugging on the rod with as much strength as before because her entire psyche had become enraptured by pleasure courtesy of Caius's impressive tongue work.
And all he had done so far was lick her.
He hadn't even separated her lips to explore what lay within. He hadn't gone up to tickle the bundle of pleasure nerves that was her clit. All he did was lick her pussy lips and it was already sending Aylin on a delicious spiral that threatened to cease her goal of fellating-based dominance.
