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His hand overwhelmed her breast as he molded it to his palm and kissed her tummy. His firm jaw rested above her inferno then slid along the crease as she clenched her eyes tight, trying not to moan. His hot mouth was her weakness, so she reached down, grabbed his hair and pulled at it, begging for his mouth to encompass her pussy.

Mike grabbed both her ankles in his hands, gently pulled them apart, and sighed at the sight of her. He kissed her ankle. With the shirt and darkness blinding her this became a deeply erotic exploration. His mouth was hot as his breath caressed down her thighs. His tongue slid between her pussy lips and became engulfed in her juices as he devoured her like a wild beast. His large hands groped over her body touching and squeezing every inch of her.

Her arms spread like an angel and she arched her back, rising to his mouth. She looked up and saw the glimmer of light reflected from the rain on the dark ceiling above her. Becca’s moans guided him as Mike probed