In one swift motion he took my panties off leaving a trail of love juices slowly dripping down my v****a and onto the futon.
“Well can’t waste that, let me clean you up.” He smirked and before I could register what was going on, all I felt was his hot tongue gliding across my folds and stopping at my c**t giving it a little flick with his tongue.
“Oh baby!” I screamed while grabbing some of his hair with one hand while covering my mouth with the other. At home we had soundproof doors but here, I wasn’t so sure, and I know I am a screamer, so I had to cover my mouth.
“Let me hear you.” He murmured against my p***y while taking one hand to grab my hand covering my mouth and tugging it aside. As he was doing this, he took his other hand and traced it along my dripping hole before insert
