Wyatt
I needed to feel her, to taste her and touch her. I didn’t know for sure what happened the night before, but I figured it couldn’t have been good and at that moment I just needed the woman that I loved. I didn’t know what would happen after that day, but I knew right then I was going to make love to Stephane. I wrapped her leg over my shoulder and kissed her through her lacy panties. Knowing Steph, she had probably picked these out for me the night before. She figured I would come by after my party. She tasted so good. I loved the way she tasted first thing in the morning. I couldn’t get enough sometimes, I knew today was one of those times. She rested her hands in my hair and I could feel her getting wetter through the fabric.
“Damn, I love the way you taste baby.”
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