He buries his face in my breasts and laps his tongue to my n****e, smearing the whipped cream on it as he sucks… soft, gentle. The buttery feel of the cream and the cool one of his tongue makes me suck in cool air and release my held breath in soft gasps.
“Hmmm,” I moan to the soft tongue lashes on my n****e and the darker skin around it… on my breast like a perv.
His nose sniffs around as he drinks me in, humming on my breast.
“You were too perfect for that bastard, Sofie.” His hands rub the whipped cream falling down the swell of my breasts and he sweetly plasters it around my breasts as if layering a cake.
My skin is now a shade of tan and white… painted with sin.
“I love your tongue,” a nasty confession slips out of me when he starts licking the cream in a sweet circle.
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