Reagan feasted on her breast while his hand impatiently yanked off the rest of their clothing. With the barrier out of the way, he unfastened his evil mouth from her n****e and claimed her lips. Placing his feet straight ahead on the bed that his knees faced forward, he slid her down, so his length was close to her folds.
Reagan kissed her hungrily while his hand skimmed through her voluptuous buttocks down to her vulva, and he grunted to see how soaking she was when his middle finger glided inside her slippery entrance.
“Always so tight and ready for me, love,” he murmured, his voice hoarse and deep as his middle finger slithered in and out of her for a couple more seconds. While he savored her mouth, Reagan added his index and ring fingers to stretch her further.
“Haa…” Amelia moane
