Tessa
Her moans fill my ear as she aches beneath him. She gasps, fingers digging into his hair.
I swallow hard, my chest rising and falling too fast. I shouldn’t be watching this. I know I shouldn’t. My fingers twitch, itching to shut it off.
But I don’t. Instead, my gaze falls on her thighs, her wetness dripping down to it. I pick up the phone and stare closer.
He slowly licks down the lady to her abdomen, she then pushes down his head to her belly button, he kisses and she drags his head down a bit and licks the surface of her v.
Her eyes widen, her head tipping back as she holds his head firm, pleasure obviously overtaking her.
I can't see what he is doing beneath there but she spreads her legs wider, letting his mouth fit in-between her legs.
My thighs press together instinctiv
