My hand relaxes from where it is tangled in her hair, demanding in its urgency to angle her for me. But I can't reel myself in from this sinful, heavenly mouth. She tastes exquisite, so much better than I imagined. She's all silk and fire, soothing and scalding in equal measure.
My hand relaxes from where it is tangled in her hair, demanding in its urgency to angle her for me. But I can't reel myself in from this sinful, heavenly mouth. She tastes exquisite, so much better than I imagined. She's all silk and fire, soothing and scalding in equal measure.