Clarissa’s POV
I have touched myself to or***m when my friends thought I needed to relax and practically forced me to do it if I wasn’t going to get a man to do it.
Yet right now having his mouth down there doing wonders to me, I realized nothing I ever imagined about him while touching myself came close to what I feel at the moment.
The smell of our arousal so strong its driving me crazy with need. His left hand crawled up my body and left tantalizing sparks in its wake.
The mischievous glint in his eyes as he looks into my eyes has my body anticipating whatever he has in mind. When his thumb brushed over my left n****e I lost it.
I honestly can’t comprehend the sounds I’m making but the moment his palm grabbed my left b****t I arched my back and moaned so loud I’m sure everyone in t
