Isobelle
Something soft brushed down the full length of me, and I let out a soft surprised gasp. It was silky and cool like the petals of a rosebud trailing from the top of my forehead, tracing my nose, lips, and chin, caressing the dip in my neck before continuing its journey to the valley between my breasts. My breath stuttered as a plethora of sensations trailed along my body, past my navel until its delicate petals brushed along my folds. It was there one moment, and then it was gone, replaced with a warm gust of breath as Alex pressed his lips against my labia, taking me by surprise. I gasped, arching my back off the floor.
"Ale — uh, master," I almost mewled his name, feeling his tongue delve inside my p***y, then drag itself along the length of my slit. The taut muscle then began
