Tomi's guide to bed wetting
he whispered, almost to himself.
Marcus chuckled. “Tell her what you want to do, baby.”
“I… I want to taste you,” Dave said, cheeks burning. Marcus nodded encouragement, and Dave dropped to his knees with surprising grace. His hands slid my thong down slowly, eyes locked on what he revealed. I was bare, already glistening. He leaned forward widening my tigh, he looked up for permission and I nodded at him to continue. The first touch of his tongue was tentative, a soft lick along my slit that made my knees weak. Marcus came closer bending a bit, he held on to Dave’s hair, guiding him gently.
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