LIAM
Bella came three times in my mouth, and I wanted to savor her flavor for as long as I could. This was quickly becoming a dangerous game and it was clear why the rules for fugitive recovery existed. To avoid complications like those I was feeling. At this point, Bella didn’t seem like a complication she felt like a revelation.
Was it my d**k doing the thinking? We hadn’t even had s*x yet, but tasting her p***y was transformational. I wanted to keep going. All night, into the next day, into the next year even.
But we had places to go. I had to take her in. And after that? The odds were stacked against us.
Besides, Bella was talking to me. “Come here.” She tugged gently at my hair. I climbed up to her and positioned myself over her delicious titties, letting them scrape my chest whil
