Ciara's boobs were soft but not like his step sister's.
The moment he had touched Ayra, a chill sensation galloped through his fingers to his brain.
He continued grabbing Ciara's left boob while sensually sucking on the right. He wasn't trying to get her ready for him, he was trying to get hard for her.
"Is it working?" She asked amidst soft moans.
All her efforts that evening to get Devin hard for her had proved futile. She was getting frustrated. His d**k wasn't erecting as she wanted.
"Maybe you're just tired from all those exercises." She unconsciously defended. She kissed his neck, nibbling on a particular spot. That had always worked out for her but that night, it was as if his body had shut down.
"Maybe the big gun needs a little prepping." She smirked and slid down his
