MY FAVORITE SCAR
She arched up towards him, almost sobbing in relief as his mouth finally closed over her nipple, caressing it gently, his tongue wiping it and then flicking erotically against it before he started to suck on it with a rhythmic urgency that echoed the pulsing heat of his arousal.
Once, long ago, she had dreamed of Sasha wanting her like this, needing her like this, all aching, fierce, demanding male passion. Tiny shock waves of desire were flooding sensuously through her.
Oh… it felt so good… She wanted him so badly… Eagerly, Veronica drew Sasha closer and then froze as somewhere in the woods a fox screamed noisily to the moon. Still tensed, Sasha lifted his mouth from her body as he turned h
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