Simoun's POV
I knelt between those thick legs of hers and felt them wrap around me, around my body, pressing her delectable thighs into my muscles. Holy hell. She felt so good. The animal inside of me was clawing to be freed. My hands traveled up her bare thighs as our tongues danced, dueled, did battle inside of her lips. Higher my hands went, sliding, tracing, caressing. My fingertips sank into her excess, and I breathed in her fruity perfume. Electricity raced through my mind and stopped my heart. Her lips swelled against mine, and her t**s arched into my chest, rising in a symphonic wave of unadulterated lust.
Amber was everything I had denied myself, and my c**k wanted to be set free.
I couldn't get enough. My girth leaked against my boxers as my hips rolled into the air. She locke
