4 Leah
Six Months Later . . .
The soft aromatic candles that burned throughout the room intoxicated the moment as their lively shadows danced on the walls. The empty White Remy bottle sat beside the Beats Pill on the nightstand that was shuffling through random tracks. The music spilling from the small speaker was no match for the rigorous echoes of s*x.
Leah’s legs were spread eagle as Jayceon lapped in and out of her creamy center. He gripped her thighs while his head flicked from right to left. He tongued all the sweet juices that escaped her wet p***y, burying his face deep to permit her c**t to rain delectable pleasure into his mouth.
Leah licked her lips as she groped the black sheets – her back arched, her head back. Her hips rode his tongue as she quickly grabbed the back of hi
