Dirty Christmas
She was soaked, juices coating his chin, her body betraying how badly she craved this forbidden union.
He added a third finger, thrusting hard, his tongue flicking relentlessly. Joan's hips bucked, the pressure building like a storm. "I'm gonna... oh shit, yes!" She exploded, pussy clenching around his digits, squirting onto his tongue as waves of pleasure ripped through her. Greco lapped it all, growling his approval, then stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.