Steamy Chronicles collections
The air in my living room was thick with the scent of Mary's arousal and the faint musk of our bodies pressed close on the couch.
The snowstorm outside howled, rattling the windows of my little apartment in upstate New York, but it only made the heat between us burn hotter.
I had been carrying this secret for too long...my hunger for women, for her....and now, with Mary trembling beneath my touch, I was done holding back.
My lips were still locked on her breast, tongue swirling over her hardened nipple, sucking it deep into my mouth as her soft whimpers filled the room.
My fingers, buried in her slick pussy, pumped steadily, curling to hit that sweet spot that made her hips jerk against my h