Malyshka
I gasped at the tight sensation, but it was soon replaced by more pleasurable sounds as we both quickly reached orgasm.
‘Fuck, Avery…’ Sasha began slowly.
‘Can we just stay here all day and do that over and over?’ I asked dreamily, making him laugh.
‘Not today, Malyshka’ he said, looking down at me longingly. ‘We need to get some food.’ As if on cue my stomach grumbled.
After finding a café for breakfast, we explored the caves of Hella with a tour guide giving us a very detailed history of the place. The caves were vast and incredibly old, possibly some of Iceland's first shelters, we were told.