C28 CHAPTER TWENTY -EIGHT

Richmond, undeterred by her inquiry, widened her legs, exposing her juicy and wet honey pot to him. A mischievous smirk played on his lips as he declared, "You are wet for me, Aurora.

I want to taste your juice." The revelation widened her eyes in surprise as she stammered, "You... you want to lick..." The scene unfolded with a palpable mix of curiosity, desire, and anticipation