He let out a husky sigh as she straddled his hips. She needed to get rid of her shirt and bra, needed to feel hi hands on her uncovered skin. I write under a pen name here, but if you enjoyed this you may like a book I wrote on Kama Sutra (tantric sex & climax-maximizing positions) I few years ago. A rough shudder of excitement detached through her and made her cry once more, smooth dampness spilling out of her to drench his fingers. ” That is better.”
He nipped her ear cartilage, making her shudder. Dampness beaded at the tip and stuck there until she scoured the stack of her thumb over it, spreading the smooth wetness across the head. He kissed her everywhere, leaving no piece of her immaculate. Inclining pitifully against the wall, she gazed down at him as he ran his hands under her plaid skirt, lifting the sew to uncover the cross section triangle of her dark strap. A rough shudder of excitement detached through her and made her cry once more, smooth dampness spilling out of her to drench his fingers.
