Olivia
It took me about three point two seconds to realise that not touching him was going to be next to impossible.
The tip of his tongue swirled a wet circle around my clit before it delved between my folds.
He f****d me with his tongue like he had f****d me against his office door. Insisting and almost cocky with the knowledge he would make me c*m, and c*m hard.
His arrogance would have been off putting if I wasn’t already well on my way to cresting.
“You taste like candy floss.” He blew against my wet centre and instant chill made my legs clamp Around his head. “Sweet and sticky.” His eyes rose and I couldn’t help but look down at him, the shock of white hair between my legs.
And even as we stared at each other , the tip of his tongue snaked out. He wanted me to watch him, tha
