Poisonous Perfection
I moan as he bites my ear lobe, he moves so our foreheads meet. He plays with his lip ring as he stares at my bottom lip. I can't take no more, I have to have him. "Luke, please,"I groan,"if you don't stop soon I won't be able to prevent what's going to happen next." He smiles like a madman and licks his lips as he tr...