Chapter Fifteen
Shayla was actually better at it than any of the three men that Lindsey had allowed down there. She separated the folds and lifted the c******s, kissing and sucking gently. Shayla, slowly, deliberately, worked her way lower; tenderly exploring each crease and contour with her tightly tapered tongue. Lindsey couldn’t help but arch her spine to present every fold and furrow to Shayla’s lips. Shayla penetrated the opening. There was a brief fluttering interplay between tongue and fingers before she came up for air; laying a glistening chin alongside Lindsey’s pubic mound.
“I should go,” Shayla whispered. “She’s waiting.”
“Yes,” Lindsey agreed, breathlessly, and, coming up on her elbows, asked: “But before you do, answer me one question.” Shayla lifted her head, eyes searchi
