LEAH
Adam gives a deep groan at my words and presses his face against my p***y, breathing in the scent of me. I keep a tight grip on his hair, terrified he’s going to pull back and stop. His beautiful face pressed up against my smooth cunt is the best damn thing I’ve ever seen. I still can’t believe this is actually happening. My swollen lips, sore jaw, and his hot breath against my c**t all tell me that it most definitely is happening.
I watch in amazement when he sticks his tongue out and runs it over my swollen, throbbing c**t. I let out a gasp and say, “Holy s**t, Adam.”
He laughs and looks up at me. “You like my mouth on your p***y, love?”
“I think you’re going to have to spend the rest of your life with your head between my legs.” He laughs like I’m joking, but I’m not even close
