16 Screwed (3)

(Lana)

My back hit the wall as his mouth found its way to my sex.

One of my legs was raised to rest on his shoulder, while the other was on the floor. Albeit wobbly.

My limbs felt liquified beneath his touch, causing my entire body to quiver.

How could someone on their knees wield such power over someone standing?

I let out a series of loud moans because no coherent thought could emerge from the planes of my mind anymore.

He ate me like I was his favorite dessert, as though he was starving and I was his favorite meal.

His tongue fervently lapped over my eager flesh – licking me down with his low groans vibrating against my skin. He bit me every now and then, although not enough to hurt but enough to make me feel my senses going overdrive.

My entire body shuddered with bliss when he combined his actions with his hands. His fingers darted in and out of my mouth at breakneck speed as his mouth worked magic on my hungry mound.