I was hot, boiling hot and so f*****g needy. His hand moved relentlessly, he found my c**t and played with it like a guitar until I gripped his shirt by his collar and begged him to stop and continue. I was panting, his lips sucked my right n****e through the fabric, it almost made me want to tear off my clothes and have his warm mouth around me. I felt euphoric, like I was about to touch the sky. He plunged two fingers into me and I came rushing down like a broken tap.
My legs quivered, my breathing shook as I came off my wave. My eyes were closed but I could feel his intense gaze on me. When I fluttered my eyes open with my breath still shaking, his eyes returned to normal mismatched ones.
I don't know which I like the most. The red or his unique set of mismatched eyes. He closed his
