I stopped breathing. What i saw was insanely intimate and almost horrifyingly embarrassing. Aleksander had his face buried between my thighs,right against my p***y and he was gazing with wide eyes at what he was doing to me watching his hands pleasure me. The open mouthed smile I could see on his face was insanely lewd.
It was erotic. And paired with those skilled fingers circling my c**t and then the ones he pushed inside me. I was writhing and crying out on the matress in minutes. My first orgasm of the night was slow and spread over me in gentle waves . It left me panting all the same.
The devilish man watched himself pleasure me under the light. This felt like the filthiest thing a man had ever done to me.
Yet Aleksander wasn't finished with me.
Before my light shaking had subsided
