Medora
His hands traced slow, teasing circles over my hardened n*****s, drawing out pleasure until I trembled with need. His thumb pressed firmly against my swollen c**t, igniting a fiery pulse that shot through my body.
"f**k," I gasped, my head falling back as waves of pleasure surged through me. My hips moved instinctively, seeking more, riding the edge of release until it shattered through me.
Breathless and trembling, I collapsed against his shoulder, letting the aftershocks pulse through me. His arousal pressed insistently against my thigh, and a thrill shot through me at the thought of tasting him.
Driven by desire, I slid off his lap and onto my knees. My fingers worked deftly at his belt, releasing the metal clasp with a satisfying click. His thick, throbbing length sprang fr
