Ravenna’s hand moved to grasp Lianne’s breasts, squeezing them firmly between the tips of her fingers. She trailed her finger in slow, tantalizing circles, gazing down at the mounds of flesh. In her years, she’d seen many pairs of beautiful breasts, but Lianne’s were different. Maybe that was because Lianne herself was different. In the past s*x for Ravenna was merely a means of control. With Lianne, no part of her mind or body was in control of the situation. A light dusting of freckles peppered Lianne’s breasts and Ravenna took her time to caress each one. Ravenna’s lips slipped around a pert n****e, savoring the fleshy bud as she rolled her tongue against the skin. Lianne’s n*****s hardened like two tiny pebbles when Ravenna’s tongue slowly caressed each one. Her fangs grazed the unders
