AISHA
SPENCER CUPPED one of my breasts and took the other one inside his mouth. Sensations traveled from my shoulders down my spine as I arched my back to give him better access to my body.
Spencer groaned when I started grinding myself on top of his bulge, which was growing harder in the passing seconds.
I was panting above him, drowning in pleasure and anticipation for an explosion of release in no time.
I was desperate for his touch, to get devoured by him. To forget about the fear that took over me after going through so much for tonight.
“You smell so good,” Spencer mumbled and proceeded to kiss me on my lips as he roamed his hands from my boobs down my crotch.
“Both perfectly fit in my hands.”
I smiled at myself. And he made sure that I was staring at him as he attacked my
