“Beg for it!” He orders, knowing her desire.
“Please!”
His tongue slides through the crease of her hips and hovers over her sensitive clit.
“Please what? Tell me!”
She refuses to accede to the demand. Rebelliously her fingers seek out her pussy slipping easily inside the drenched entrance.
“Not yet!”
He grabs her hand preventing her gratification. Seductively he draws the syrupy digits between his lips, tasting pure sweetness.
She moans with both disappointment and pleasure.
“Please what?” He whispers his demand again. She feels his hot breath on her skin.
“Please!” She whimpers knowing her inevitable acquiescence has begun.
