Aiyana felt the cold marble tile against her breasts. Her n*****s grasping deliciously to the contrast when compared to her skin, which felt like it was being licked by fire. Her lips kissed the marble as it left a fog of hot air, arousing it with her taste. Her thighs were spread apart and pressed against another pair of legs behind.
She felt a firm grip on her ponytail that held her down. She could not see anything through her blindfold which made her hyperaware of her skin, his body and his voice. The harsh breaths of air that he let out against her almost n***d body, his barely contained arousal pressing deliciously against the cheeks of her a*s, she helplessly reacted to it all.
“Stay” the voice commanded before she felt his hand slide along her back.
Each finger burning a searing
