Adventures in Maple Drive. ( An erotic collection)
The contrast of the cold wine and her hot mouth made my pussy clench hard around Darren’s fingers.
The water rippled around us as Marissa pulled my top down completely, freeing my heavy, wine-slick breasts. She latched onto one nipple again, sucking harder while her tongue flicked the sensitive peak. Darren’s fingers pumped faster inside my pussy, thumb grinding my clit until my hips bucked wildly. “That’s it… let us take care of you,” Marissa whispered, biting gently as she pinched my other nipple. I was shaking, gasping, the pressure building so fast I could barely breathe.