CHAPTER 3
The hooligan laughed, slowly taking off my panties and completely
exposing my entrance. He rubbed his nose a little bit, ducking it. He
reached my sleeping c******s, lightly licking its tip. "Do you like it?"
In reply to his question, I moaned again until he shoved one of his artistic
fingers into my p***y. I felt like everything was burning inside me.
"You're such hot stuff," he snorted, sliding his tongue on my neck. At the
same time he entered into me with one, and then with two fingers, slowly
mimicking the movements of his p***s. All kinds of sensations wanderedover my body. When I tried to lift my hips to meet his fingers, the torturer
kept me down.
"No, baby. Not yet," his voice trembled; he was out of control. I could have
sworn that Red could barely hold himse
