Mena
He lowered his head, flicking his tongue against my c**t and this time I moaned loudly, clutching the sheets beneath me. It felt like an out of body experience.
Whenever Anson went down on me, I used to pray to god he would just stop and fought myself not to tell him he was only wasting his time.
Alessio had barely done anything, and I was close to forgetting my identity. He continued to lick and suck on my nub, his hands holding down my hips to keep me in place. My moans grew louder and more urgent as I felt myself getting closer and closer to an orgasm.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I trembled as waves of pleasure crashed over me. I cried out, throwing back my head into my pillow.
“Wow,” I whispered to myself, coming down from my high.
This is what I had been missin
