Derek's top lip was thin and firm, the bottom one fuller, and probably would have looked sexy, if not for the beard. She was glad he didn’t have a mustache to go with it, ‘cause she didn't like mustaches.
He sucked in her breath as Derek traced his fingers around her honey pot, and she gasped. There was no room for other thoughts— she had come in thinking about the next move she'll take towards her redemption, but now all that didn’t matter at this moment, there was no room for resistance, there was only both of them and the overwhelming desire to reach c****x.
He brought his mouth to her ears, and she first felt the warmth of his breath, before feeling his mouth, as he sucked on her ears passionately— she let out a soft moan, she wanted more, she begged for more, and he gladly gave it t
