Ann whimpered as he began circling her nub at a torturously slow pace, and she bit her lip as she fought the urge to push against him, desperately seeking the sweet pleasure and the sensation of him filling her inside.
Adam lifted a hand to cup her face as he began to attack her lips, swallowing her moans as her legs quivered with the sensation that he was slowly building inside her.
Without warning, he removed his hand from her p***y and ended his assault on her lips, splaying his hand across the surface of her folds and pressing down, as if attempting to seal it.
Ann shuddered at the delicious pressure and simultaneously whimpered at the sudden removal of his attention.
He smirked at her and repeated the question yet again.
“The name, Ann… just tell me the name, and I’ll
