currently straddling johnny, hands lying flat against his broad chest.
"sit." his husky voice speaking up. built self using his thumbs to draw shapes on the small of my back.
"sit? i am." i looked down at the position that we were in. hands moving to his muscular shoulders, massaging them in gentle motions.
"i meant ehem... on my face." clearing his throat again he looked down at my clothed heat, then back up to me.
his hands found their way to my ankles, yanking them to pull me forward onto his face.
ripping my shorts and underwear off letting them fly across the room.
tongue darting in and out.
exploring.
who's mans is this. love u.
