In My Desperate Time

I push his head, trying to get him farther away from me. I keep my legs tucked in to prevent him from invading me further.

How can I let him kiss me on such a private spot?

Frances stops and looks at me with an evil smile.

"Be good. Relax."

He reaches out his fingers and gently touches my sensitive area.

"No!"

I can't help but moan in embarrassment, and my legs part slightly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Frances buries his head there and uses his lips and tongue to invade my most delicate garden.

I never thought he would do such a dirty thing. Did I not understand men, or did I think him noble?

No matter what, I can't think anymore.

It feels completely different from when he enters me with his big boy, but it gives me such an indescribable pleasure.

I grab his shoulders and let out uncontrollable moans.

attack, I give in and reach the

don't know if it is because I am still shy or I just had my orgasm, but

hugs me in his arms,

takes my hand and puts it on

all over, when I touch it, I bounce off feeling the

It's scalding.

It's huge.

the strength to do it. I can only bury my head in Frances'

my

put my legs around his waist and carries

touches the deepest part of my

last orgasm is still holding power over me, so

evilly and places me on his desk, driving the house with all

the sofa, the bed, the

is always

but I feel all of my

men could be sucked dry, but now I know the same goes

why aren't

at the man who is

did not let me touch you for so long. When