The rise of the morning sun came, the rays hitting through our balcony window as I had woken up earlier than Milan.
She breathes in softly as she dreams away, sweet ignorant bliss. Her face soft, nothing hard or stern to create creases. My fingers glide across her skin, soft and subtle.
Her breathing hitched as I continue to slide my fingers down across, reaching over to her chest. I play with her soft n*****s, kneading them to erect tips.
I glide my tongue across her large breasts, sucking onto her left boob where I flick my tongue back and forth on the hard brown bud. Her breathes turn into harsh whimpers as my hands begin to slide down from her stomach towards her womanhood.
My lips are licking and biting her hard brown buds, my hands slide up a and down hers to stomach teasing her
