CalitheaHis lips crashed down on me, once again. It was so demanding, and imposing. My hands went all over his exposed skin that it could access, as his lips plastered kisses through my neck then downwards. Sighs escaped through my lips, helplessly, and I tightened my legs around him, which only did nothing but increased the pressure there, when his hardness rubbed against my throbbing pussy. I rolled my hips wanting to ease the sweet torture I felt, but it mounted the more. I needed to feel more. As if reading the signs of my body, his eyes found mine, and we stared at each other, our breathing matching each other. He brought his fingers close to my lips, “Suck on it.” He ordered, and I obliged. The barrier of my clothing between us was easily pushed aside. Slowly, a finger pushed into me. “Always ready for me,” he whispered, circling around my clit.I held my breath, at his sensual touch. His gaze held mine, giving me a moment then he thrust into me. He remained still, givi
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