The force of his suction was pulling my soul right out of me. The meticulous speed of his tongue was a weapon, dismantling my control, piece by excruciating piece. My hips were working furiously, bucking up to meet his mouth, desperate for more pressure, more speed, more everything."Ah! Oh God, Diego, yes!" I screamed, the sound echoing embarrassingly off the high ceilings of his massive loft. "Faster, you're so good! Slurp! Don't stop, nnnngh!"His hands, still gripping my thighs, held me in place as his head moved with rapid precision. His tongue became a blur, a powerful, swirling drill pressing into the absolute epicenter of my desire. I could hear the wet, heavy sound of his focus: a demanding, rhythmic slurping that told me he was consuming me, drowning in my sweetness, just as I was drowning in the pleasure he provided.I felt the heat building, a furnace raging from my core, climbing quickly toward a breaking point. It was too much, too fast, too consuming. It was everyth
閱讀更多
