I moaned as his mouth closed over my n****e, the other one tugged at by his fingers, shooting my core with pleasure. I arched into him as his rough tongue kept me writhing beneath him.
But I didn’t stay beneath him. I pulled in his knee and rolled us, pulling his face to mine so I could kiss him hard.
I loved his kisses, his mouth with mine. It sent so much desire and want pooling between my thighs I was already ready for him when he placed his thick length at my entrance.
“We’ll have more time to play next round, beautiful,” he breathed, and I nodded, sinking onto him, gasping as he filled me so well.
My p***y sucked him in, throbbing and leaking as he buried himself to the hilt. It was so intense I could barely catch my breath.
My nails dug into his biceps as I started moving,
