Natasha was no new to this but she was experiencing this feeling, the feelings of being pleasured by his tongue after ages. She shakily breathed as Daniel parted her p***y lips with his two fingers.
She never felt this vulnerable, all open and bare for him. The sounds of her ragged breathing along with his were the only thing in the room.
She lurched forward as he blew cold air on her pink flesh. She shivered at the feeling and let out a pornographic moan, arching her back and looked at him. He raised his head and gave her a devilish smirk.
"Please..." She choked holding his stare and he disappeared again but this time he placed a chaste kiss on her p***y and she mewled feeling his soft lips on her delicate skin.
Before she could say anything he started peppering kisses along the bikin
