Martina
Vincent brings his lips close to mine. In my mind, I scream with happiness. I had longed for this moment since I left this house pregnant.
I thought he would never touch me again. I even thought I would never see him again. But here he is, caressing my belly while kissing me with desire and passion.
I feel my n*****s harden and the moisture grows between my legs. Vincent slides his hand under my blouse until he reaches one of my breasts, touching it softly with his fingers, sending shivers down my spine and letting a moan escape into his mouth.
I feel his lips move into a sideways smile. He lifts his body, kneels on the bed, and starts to remove my blouse, his fingers touching the skin being exposed, leaving a pleasant tickle.
He continues with the shorts, doing the same wi
