Sweet Dreams
God help her, if he tried to edge her, she’d have to contemplate murder of a not-very-innocent man.
As if he’d heard her homicidal inner thoughts, Rodriguez chuckled, blowing a stream of cool air across her damp pussy. She cried out, the tease of cold against her hot core sending a shiver down her spine.
“Rodriguez , please!”
He laughed again and eased her thighs over his broad shoulders. The new position lifted her hips and he took advantage, swiping his tongue from the rosebud of her anus all the way up to her clit.
“I love it when little girls beg.” Without waiting for her to answer, he sucked the tender bundle of nerves into his mouth and lashed it firmly with the tip of his tongue.