Baby mine

Moving on part 2.

He knelt down in front of her. He knelt in front of her feet, as if praising a goddess. Her pulled down her jeans and worship continued. He inhaled her scent, pushed his face into her curls. She had never experienced this. He had no shame about licking her every where.

She moved against him, pushing herself against his tongue and fingers. He explored everywhere and she opened to him. His tongue was heaven and it explored her tight anal rim. She sighed against him. He probed further with tongue, always pushing her boundaries.

She found she loved this and wanted him to continue. He rose from his knees his praise complete. Now he would defile the goddess. He undid his jeans and in one smooth move cast them aside. She stopped him briefly to take off his shirt, she needed his skin on hers. His scent was heavy in the air, leather and something else, it was a dark musky smell.

She wanted his smell on her. She wanted to smell his scent all tomorrow when he was gone. She wanted to feel him when he was gone, to be taken and used. She wanted him hard. As usual he didn't disappoint.