My Next Door Love
Her lips sealed around Grace’s clit, and she sucked, hard and deep.
Grace’s vision whited out. A sharp, electric pleasure arced through her, so intense it bordered on pain. She bucked, but Hannah’s grip was iron. The suction softened, then intensified again, a rhythmic, pulsing pull that matched the frantic beat of Grace’s heart. Hannah’s tongue joined, flicking, probing, dancing around the sensitive nucleus of her pleasure.