Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories
Nala’s chest rose and fell in sharp, broken gasps. Her body was already trembling from licking our dripping mess, her lips glossy with it, when the gateman gripped her arm and bent her forward without warning.
She didn’t resist she folded obediently, palms flat on the floor, ass high in the air, legs quivering as she spread them wider, touching her toes like a punished schoolgirl.
Her breath hitched, a nervous whimper leaving her lips, but he only grunted. His hand cupped her ass, spreading her cheeks apart until every part of her was exposed.