Marco
I parted Elena's thigh and stood in between her legs. My hand dropped down to the small of her back while the other one cupped her face. She tasted crazily good. I wonder how sweeter she would taste if I buried my head in her p***y. Elena emitted a moan from the back of her head. Her body went rigid for the first few seconds trying to adjust to the fact that we were kissing. But I know my way around her body. I moved my hand down and rested it on her wet front. Her body shuddered at the action.
"You're so wet for me, Elena," I whispered in a deep voice I didn't know I had in me. More like a beast was helping me talk. I caressed her wet p***y, waiting for her to let loose of her fears.
I know what she was afraid of. I knew what would be running through her head. But she can't den
