Do Not Touch. (Short Compilations)
Once, twice and the third time, every time she reached the peak, he pulled back and left her shaking, crying and begging but never disobeying.
Because she knew when he finally allowed it, it would ruin her and that’s what she wanted most, to be ruined.
She felt him pour a liquid on her body, it felt warm, she saw it, It was honey.
She didn't see him when he brought it out, she had been busy begging, It hung above her collarbone for one suspended second then it dripped down slowly and sweet.
Her breath caught as it landed just below her throat, then another drop followed, sliding between the valley of her breasts.
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