Make Me Bleed With Desire My Bully

I tilted my head back, exposing the delicate column of my throat, my small legs trembling as he nipped and suckled at the tender flesh. My knees threatened to buckle. His hands slid down my back, his fingers splaying across the curve of my waist, pulling me tighter against him.As his mouth descended lower, his warm breath fanning across my breast, I felt my n*****s tighten, aching for his touch. He teased me with his lips, brushing them across my n****e, I moaned, my head falling back, my body arching toward him as he finally took my n****e into his mouth, licking and sucking hard on them one after the other, his tongue swirling, his teeth grazing.He bit on my left n****e and a rush of pleasure that threatened to consume me. I cried out, my voice a mixture of pleasure and need, I arched forward with my breast pressed onto his face, desperate for more. His hands roamed lower, his fingers tracing the curve of my hips, dipping lower to cup my ass, he lifted me up from the floor and made me sit on the sink, before I could say anything he pulled my jeans down with me in my pants only.Fuck!” “You’re f*****g wet!” He said as he rubbed on my c**t through my pants.