“It was unbearable to see you naked and not have the right to touch, that's why I yelled, I'm sorry…” He whispers fervently against her lips answering half of the questions that she never voiced. Begins wet kissing her neck, collarbone smoothly moving to the desired breast, which was so beautifully framed in black lace.The girl simply suffocates from these touches. It's too nice to be true. She feels that the chest area is no longer squeezing, and dexterous Lawsen is already freeing her from the black bodice. “A wonderful set,” he purrs, and now Amy can confidently squeal with happiness, because she heard the long-awaited words. “But we won't need it now.
Only from these words, the lower abdomen drives in a sweet languor. She wants to whimper and ask for more, but doesn't she need to help
