GWEN
Conan had his tongue inside me again. He'd been going down on me more often.
I couldn't say I minded it when it was good enough to make me momentarily forget my problems.
I was restless on the pillows, panting and moaning as I felt the beginnings of another powerful orgasm, the firelight giving Conan's naked, sweat-sheened skin a blushing glow.
He toyed with my c**t while his greedy tongue ravenously moved inside me, touching the entrance of my womb, applying pressure up against my sweet spot to send me flying helplessly over the edge.
The cozy room was filled with my gasping cries as pure pleasure surged through my body, his head squeezed between my trembling thighs. He growled against my flesh, hungrily taking everything I had to give. My pleasure always deeply affected him.
