She let out a small whine when he left her breasts, it was only half hearted, especially when she felt his lips moving down her body. God, it was nice to have someone pay attention to her, her needs, her wants. Someone who actually cared if she felt good or not.
At his pressure against her bruises her hips arched and she moaned loudly. They did hurt, when someone pushed at them, and that pain went straight through her. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, shaking with the need to get off.
It was his tongue that pushed her over the edge, that and the sight of him between her legs. Moaning loudly, her head rolled to the side as she thrust herself up against his face, soaking his fingers and his tongue. "Oh, Michael . . . "
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At his pressure against her bruises her hips arched and she moaned loudly. They did hurt, when someone pushed at them, and that pain went straight through her. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, shaking with the need to get off.
It was his tongue that pushed her over the edge, that and the sight of him between her legs. Moaning loudly, her head rolled to the side as she thrust herself up against his face, soaking his fingers and his tongue. "Oh, Michael . . . "