Kenneth
I dropped down on my knees in front of her. It was like our roles have been reversed and now it was me desperate to have her taste unless I lose myself. It seemed that the scent of her arousàl had sent my own body into a spiral and I couldn’t think of anything but her. Wanting her. Needing her.
As I parted her thighs and settled her legs on my shoulders on either side of my head. She gasped and squirmed as she realized what I intended to do. She called out my name, a question on her lips. I ignored her, my gaze focused on her secret core now nakèd to my eyes. Pink petals parted, giving me a glimpse of the heaven that lay between her legs. Moist. Sweet and musky. I could sense her shyness, I could hear her heartbeat as it doubled and I could feel her desire as if it was a tangible
