Ottilie POV
My breath hitched as I felt his hands on my thighs, pushing them apart. His fingers traced the tops of my stockings lightly, sending sparks through me.
"Goddess I love these on you, from now on you wear these on all of our dates ok?"
I nodded and moaned as I felt his hot breath on my skin and soft kisses so close to my p****y. In one swift move he pushed my skirt up and ripped my panties off, exposing all of me to him.
"You're soaking," he whispered in wonder. I moaned again as I felt his fingers tracing my lips, before he buried his head between my legs. His fingers probed at my slick entrance as his tongue lapped at my c**t, making me scream out loud.
"Don't come yet sweetheart, not until I say," he managed to break away and look at me, his eyes black with lust.
"Ok
