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.

give in and reach the

shy or I just had my orgasm, but my body is boiling hot, and my legs are so weak

me in his arms, his eyes filled with

and puts it

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

It's scalding.

It's huge.

to do it.

and whispers in my ear, "You're

around his waist and carries me into his

he takes touches the deepest

orgasm is still holding power over me, so after he pushes a few

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

sofa, the bed, the

is always

how much time has passed, but I

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

aren't you

man who is still fighting

and says, "You did not let me touch you for so long. When a man holds