Beauty In The Boy's Dorm
I pushed my head back, struggling to keep the moan in my lips, but I remember he said something about this place being soundproofed.
“Um…” I bit down on my lips, my eyes returning to Christian, who resembled a dog, unable to spit out my toes from his mouth. “Yes, you’re quite good. I could reward you.”
I pulled my feet out of his mouth, feeling a little bad for him.
But he kissed my feet, kissed them towards my ankle, my shin, and then trailed them up towards my thighs. And I felt my legs spreading on their own.
Fuck… does he want to