C29 The Night Is Not Long Enough

As I run my fingers up her soft silky skin, one thought pops in my head and then I act upon it. Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I lean over and lick her sensitive skin while listening to her beg me insistently, “More. I need you, please.” Her voice gets this whiney tone to it, as she plays the seductive slave act and then she begs again, “Please