EBONY
A moan rippled through me as Drew’s tongue slid into my folds for the fourth time. My moans were loud, but I didn’t beg even though I wanted to. He knew what to do with his tongue.
Cleo panted in my head.
Drew’s grip tightened on my thighs as he devoured my p***y again.
“Drew,” I moan as my hand grips his hair, his hands tightened on my thighs, and his tongue worked wonders. My p***y clenches around his tongue as his finger dips inside me, causing my orgasm to release as I moan out his name again.
As my orgasm came and went, Drew never came up for air. He continued with torture.
“Drew,” I moan as I try to wriggle away, but his hands keep me in place as his head moves up. His eyes darken as he licks his lips. My juices coated his chin. “You know what to do, little mate,” he grow
