*Senya*
We are a tangle of limbs, and it feels so wonderful. The front of me, every inch of me, is
touching his skin. Flesh against flesh, heated and dewy. Taking my mouth, plundering, he rolls me onto my back, wedging himself between my thighs, his thick d**k pressing against my cleft.
It seems wicked to use that word, d**k, but I do not think any other would do him justice, would adequately describe that portion of him that will soon be entering me. Never before have I looked so forward to the joining of my body with a man’s as I do now.
But it seems he is not yet done denying me, tormenting me, because he pushes himself down until he can take one of my n*****s in his mouth. His tongue lavishes on the little pearl, causing delicious sensations to swarm through me. Then he suckles gent
