“Beautiful,” I breathed.
She laughed at me.
We kissed again.
From my position underneath her, I picked her up just enough to move her up higher so I could suck on her lovely n*****s.
Emma appreciated the gesture. I could tell because I could feel the heat from her p***y. And the moisture. She wanted this as much as I did.
She let me worship her t**s for a minute and then pushed me back down.
“Do you know the fine art of c*********s?” she asked me.
“It’s what I live for.”
Rolling off me she hooked her fingers into her panties and pulled them off, raising her legs to the ceiling, slipping the smooth silk off shapely legs. I moved as quickly as she did, getting between her legs, on my hands and knees, ready to worship at the altar of Venus.
I blinked and paused a second when I sp
