Elisa
I wrapped my legs around Ansel's waist and my arms around his neck to keep steady as he carried me to the patio table while cradling my hips with his hands.
I blushed and buried my face in his shoulder as I felt his erection pressed against my body. I didn't want him to know I was already wet, but there was no way I could stop him from finding out.
He gently laid me down on the table. I shivered as the cold and wet surface touched my skin, but I didn't move. My body ached for his touch. He hovered over me, and then he pulled down my gown, exposing me.
I gasped as he grabbed one of my breasts and covered it with his mouth.
"Oh...Ansel, not so hard," I cried softly as he sucked my erect n****e while pressing and kneading my ample breast.
But he didn't stop or slow down. Instead,
