—Natasha's POV—
"More...." I whispered gently. I can feel his hot, slick lips pressed gently against my c**t. A hot breath teased my opening, swirling around the swollen head, teasing it further with the slick slide of an expert tongue. The sensation made my head spin, a dizzy lightness stealing my breath, making my toes curl in anticipation....in desperation.
A groan burst free. I writhed, fingers grasping for anything. Anything to ground me and give me a chance to breathe again. But all I touched was cold marble and the thick fabric covering the mattress.
I arched and bit my lip, letting out another moan as his tongue stroked deep within me, teasing my inner walls with gentle touches, stroking my c**t with slow, rhythmic movements. Every stroke sent tremors shaking my core.
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