C20 Twenty

Elsa

I have clearly lost my mind.

Marcello Viscuso has undressed me and caressed me between my legs. Dropped to his knees for me. Have I complained or tried to stop him? No, because the way he bosses me around turns my insides to molten lava and my brain to mush. It was like he started talking dirty and I lost the ability to think.

So help me, I want him.

As he kisses my inner thigh