"Galen, yeah, oh God, yeah." "I need to put my mouth on you. I'm starving for the taste of that wet pussy." His words were barely coherent, his voice was so rough. Continuing to stroke her, he slid down the bed until his face was level with her hips, then he dipped his head low. His heart pounded like a jackhammer as he ran his tongue along her seam. When the taste of her flooded his mouth, he lost his mind, sucking and licking, rubbing her swollen clit with his tongue as he thrust one finger into her gripping core.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Sexy Snippets: Down for the Count by Christine Bell
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