His lips find mine after my breathing is controlled and I can taste myself in them. If that is what people experience during s*x then I have been missing a lot. I now yearn for more than his tongue. I yearn for him inside me. He stops kissing me and I whine when his lips lose contact with mine.
“You don’t want me to stop?” He asks in a chuckle and all I do is flush. I nod biting my lip and he runs his thumb on it untangling it from my teeth.
“Don’t baby. I might be forced to take you on that seat.” He says making me gasp.
He takes my lip between his and tugs gently his hands gripping my hips.
“Let’s get you cleaned.” He lifts me from the counter and sets me on the floor. He pulls me to him his breathe hot on my skin. I hear him take a sharp intake of breathe and smile. His manhood is
