Comhroinn Fuaime

Good morning sir My body melts into the bed at your first touch. Slowly licking and kissing the outside of my cunt, your hands take turns caressing the soft skin of my thighs. The warmth of your body, the closeness of your mouth, the sheer torture of need makes me tremble beneath you. Your tongue …

Good morning sir My body melts into the bed at your first touch. Slowly licking and kissing the outside of my cunt, your hands take turns caressing the soft skin of my thighs. The warmth of your body, the closeness of your mouth, the sheer torture of need makes me tremble beneath you. Your tongue snakes out and licks at my wetness. I can't help but groan. Your hands slide drinking under my ass and pull me up to your mouth, from me like a vessel. Your tongue begins to dart in and out of my slick