“Please,” I begged breathlessly. “Please touch me.”
He pressed his lips against my skin, nibbling and sucking his way up my thighs. He reached up with his hands as his face was buried under the fabric, biting my thick thighs, and groped my breasts over the top of the bodice. Arching my back slightly, I moaned under his touch.
His mouth got up towards the top of my thigh and found the garter that was somehow still holding up. I swallowed nervously as he grazed his teeth against my skin, taking the garter between his teeth and pulling it down. So much for the garter toss.
His fingers gripped my hips as he brought his face up towards my p***y. Inhaling deeply he moaned, “Ángel, you smell so sweet…and you’re so wet. Is that all from me?”
Rolling my eyes I scoffed, “Maybe I was thinking o
