Logan removed his hand from Sophia's left n****e, replacing it with its hand; he then slid his hand down onto her shorts, he gently outlined her p***y with his palm, his palm rubbing her silk shorts against her c**t.
Sophia's hips buckle, the sensations were numbing her senses, she parted her mouth to let out a moan but was interrupted when Logan stick his index finger into her p***y with her silk shorts acting as a condom to his finger, it came to her as a shock but yet thrilling, she soaked the fabric in no time.
Logan yanked her panties to her ankles and thrust his head between her thighs while her legs rested on his shoulder; he hesitated for a moment, watching how her p***y glistened under the moonlight with her p***y juice all over her thigh.
Sophia was flooding; her heart raced,
