His hands find the loose to her gown then he yanks them loose with one sharp pull. And her t**s spill out into the cool air.
His mouth is on her breast, his tongue lashing her n*****s before he sucks it. She bit her lower lip, her finger fisting on his hair, his rough stubble on her sensitive skin. She was losing her mind.
Slowly, they move to the bed. He places her back on the pillow and lowers himself to his knees, his fingers reach for the waist band of her panties, and with one tug, he rips it apart.
He buries his face where she craved most, his tongue immediately teasing her clits, her head falling back, a moan escaping her lips, “Oh god… it feels so good..”
He pulls back, “You don't just taste heavenly, you taste like trouble.” His eyes on her as she sucks her wet p***y.
He does
