Charles' lips found her n****e and he closed his eyes, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud before catching it between his lips and gently tugging it. He could feel the muscles in her back flexing in response to his touch. He pulled back just enough to admire her breasts.
"I'd think about how pretty your t**s are after I've had my hands and mouth all over them," he said before licking her n****e then blowing on it, watching her shiver, "See?" He said with a smirk.
He leaned back towards her n****e, "So hard and wet, and so f*****g pretty."
Elizabeth tugged on his hair sharply, "Language Charles," she smiled. "I don't think normal people talk about t**s, I mean breasts," she blushed prettily, "Or n*****s, and they don't say fuck."
Charles chuckled at her, "Of course not, sw
