"Why's that?" She let out a low gasp, her voice already growing hazy.
Because a pair of hands was moving mischievously under her dress. Soon, her entire evening gown was peeled away, followed by her undergarments.
"Then open your eyes and look at me, baby."
Antonio's voice was laced with seduction. His fingers had already climbed to Giovanna's t**s, his tongue swirling around them before drawing one in.
His other hand rested on her petals. "You're so wet, babe. You really are sensitive."
"Give it to me already." Even in bed, she was damnably domineering, though the tremor in her voice betrayed the pleasure she felt at the moment.
"Can't wait any longer?"
He mischievously increased the speed of his fingers, and the sound of their wetness gradually grew louder. Giovanna couldn't help
