Maeve
He doesn't have anything to say. Only a soft noise of his frustration pushing past his lips as he squirms beneath her. Maeve only gives him a moment of relief, grinding down against him as his hips hitch up against hers. Her need burns hot in her belly and she makes her way towards his face as he nods his understanding. Maeve lowers herself onto his face, cunt finally pressing against his mouth as he leans up to finally taste her. She sighs, breathy and soft as she positions herself to settle more fully over him.
"Oh I missed this..." Maeve breathes, head tilting back as her back arches slightly, hips rocking forward against his tongue. She releases one of his hands after bringing it to her hip, curling his fingers there before her own slip into his hair. Maeve tugs gently, thighs tightening around his head as she grows more slick with every swipe of his tongue through her folds.
"Oh I missed this..." Maeve breathes, head tilting back as her back arches slightly, hips rocking forward against his tongue. She releases one of his hands after bringing it to her hip, curling his fingers there before her own slip into his hair. Maeve tugs gently, thighs tightening around his head as she grows more slick with every swipe of his tongue through her folds.
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
