My back arches and my breath quickens, my moans increase. xxx 18 He holds me in his arms kissing my lips so softly. “H… I…” He puts his hand behind his head out of uncertainty. Don’t over think it. My pussy so wet his fingers slide with ease. I owe you Donatello, you have my gratitude. He starts to slide his fingers faster and deeper in me with his mouth on my clit. Feel, he says again. “Don’t move, not yet, too sensitive.” I say between breaths. I can’t wait anymore.” He looks deep in my eyes sincerely. “Four, I replied, or close to it.
