the victor
My eyes suddenly open. What kind of vicious game is he engaging in? Mary widens my legs farther and lowers his head toward my center while placing his hands on my knees.
Shawn, who is on my right, comes into view. He has a large bulge in his trousers, which his hand is gently gliding across. I find Shawn difficult.
I continue to observe the males observing me while keeping my eyes open. Mary's black head is pressed up against my knees, absorbing my secretions as his tongue slides over my folds. I'm back where I was when he withdrew his finger out of me when he turned his attention to my c**t.
As quickly and delicately as a hummingbird, he flicks his tongue over my c**t, and then he takes my swollen bud and sucks it.
"Oh, f**k, f**k!" My hips lean forward and ram into his fa
