Chapter 42 Retail Therapy

• Paul knelt and slid my pants off, then worked his way back up, kissing my thighs until he reached his desired destination. He licked me with excitement, tasting me like a favourite ice cream.
• His tongue moved inside of me, igniting sensations of pure ecstasy. Then, he firmly grasped my waist, driving in and caging me in a whirlwind of robust emotions.
• I bent over holding on to his head, my mouth permanently open, growling and exhaling out incomplete expressions. If it was not for Paul holding me up, I would have collapsed from the weakness of my knees.