“I’ve been right here,” he whispered when their mouths parted. “Where I’ll always be.”
“Good.” Her hand curled around his c**k. “And what should we do about this?”
He smiled down at her. “Whatever you want.”
The corners of her mouth curled up in a saucy smile. “Well, my p***y needs to calm down from that c*m. So how about I see what you taste like?” Her tongue darted out to lick her lips. “I’ve heard that Indian food is very tasty.”
“I’ve only got one item on the menu,” he countered.
“Yeah. But I think it could fill me up just fine.” She rolled over on her side and c****d a knee high, exposing the wet, swollen lips of her p***y. One hand drifted down to finger her petals. “But not quite yet. That’s…” her voice quavered. Eagerness? Or fear? “That’s quite a package you’ve got there, Ray
