EIGHT - SKYE
Skye
His mouth. Oh my God, his tongue was beyond incredible.
He parted my lips and skillfully ran his tongue along the moistness, pushing my legs apart to gain better access to my pussy. The warmth and moisture of his mouth against me elicited a loud moan from my lips. I thought I knew how amazing he was in bed, but I was mistaken. His tongue circled around my sensitive nub, teasing and lapping at every inch. I reached up, grasping my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples in response to the overwhelming pleasure. I watched as he swirled his tongue, my gaze fixed on the top of his head.
He kissed the edges of his fingers, preparing them before sliding them deep inside me, tracing a path up my thighs. I let out a loud groan as he fingered me with speed and intensity, his other hand firmly pressing down on my thigh, holding me in place as my body writhed and rocked beneath him. In sync with the movements of his tongue, I raised my hips off the ground, meeting his touch. His fingers m

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