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.

I give in and reach

shy or I just had my orgasm, but my

his arms,

and puts it on

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

It's scalding.

It's huge.

don't have the strength to do it. I can only bury my head in

lowers his head and whispers in my ear, "You're comfortable. Now,

he put my legs around his waist and carries

step he takes touches the

so

places me on his desk, driving the house with all

to the sofa, the bed, the

is

time has passed, but I feel all of my

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

aren't you

man who is

for so long. When a man holds back for that