AND there is only one thing I cannot trust about Arvy, him and his active wanting to mate. It is not as if I hate it, be he is a needy type of guy.
We shared the same bathtub, and I am in a position where I sat on his lap while we felt the water on our body, bubbles from the bubble bomb tickling our skin, thus his lips touching my navel.
"Gosh," I moaned in pleasure as his hand travels around my body.
He cupped my breast and slowly move his palm in a circular motion. I bite my lips to stop myself from moaning again. My legs do not know how to move, I felt the pleasure too on that part, as he gently massaged my c******s with his middle finger.
"Damn it! More!" I plead as he goes faster he put his finger inside of me, his finger is thick and lengthy too, enough to make me scream in pleas
