Sliding my tongue down Oakley"s throat has been a week in the making, and I have no regrets at this point. There are a dozen reasons this is a bad idea, but none are strong enough to keep me away from her.
As she strokes my c**k, I cup her face and slide my hand down to her plump backside.
“This f*****g ass has been taunting me for days,” I admit, giving it a slap.
Oakley"s ragged breathing and whimpers tell me just how badly she wants this. Every inch of her is dying for my touch.
“Turn around, Sunshine.”
As soon as she does, I bring my hand between her thighs and slide my fingers between her wet slit. She spreads her legs wider as my body guards her from the water. I thumb her needy clit, and then thrust two fingers inside her.
“You wanna come, My Little PITA?” I whisper in her ear
