Flesh And Fire: A short story Collection
Jang mi bit into my neck, clutching my tits, feeding them to her lover – my lover.
Kim swirled his wet, pink tongue around first one engorged bud and then the other, painting my pebbly aureoles.
I quivered with delight, Jang mi licking and kissing and biting my neck, squeezing my breasts, Kim tonguing my nipples, the three of us hanging out there for the whole wide rain-drenched world to see.
Kim Jung Suk sealed his lips around one of my nipples and sucked on it, and I went wetter yet. He tugged my charged-up bud even harder and higher, his hot breath flooding my chest.
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