Nassir leaned in and kissed Irina, his tongue plunging deep into her mouth, tasting her, teasing her into desire. He broke the kiss and looked down at the beautiful beneath him. He wouldn't push her if she wasn't ready for this, but he wanted to show her how much he worshiped her. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, his warm breath teasing her skin, "May I return the favor?" he asked again.
Irina was speechless, Libby was preening in her mind, "Let him, you need this," she coaxed. Irina nodded, unable to form the words necessary.
Nassir smiled as his lips met hers once again. He allowed himself to taste her carefully this time. He was kissing her skin as he slowly exposed every beautiful inch of it. It wasn't long before her core was dripping with desire for the man teasing her sens
