Chapter 121
- Dagmar
- This man is going to be the death of me, I think to myself. His face is buried between my legs and when his tongue touches my clit, my head falls back and my eyes close.
- He flicks my clit a few times and then his tongue slides in to my wet core, I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips. I push my hips up and one of my hands grabs his hair to pull him closer.