This… this was… I didn’t even know what to make of it. And that was probably because I could barely think. My body betrayed me, and I gave in to the pleasure even though my head was screaming at me to stop, telling me that this was wrong, but I had just been introduced to a whole new world of pleasure.
“More,” that was all I could think about. “More. More. More.”
More of Alexander’s tongue on my breasts. More of the way it curled around my n****e before it sucked on it. More of the way he sucked my breast into my mouth. The way he grabbed my other breast. The way he cupped it and squeezed it.
I need more of the way Leonardo cups my p***y like he didn't want a single drop of my fluid to escape through his fingers. More of the way he rubbed the heel of his palm against my c**t. More of
