Diana started recalling her challenging replies, when she was the one in charge.
He reached his hand to the breasts that were deprived of his touch a while ago and began his hand magic on them, making Diana letting out a soft moan.
He leaned in and kissed her lips passionately, which she responded to. She didn't have issues with her hands and used them well, caressing his back, up to his neckline as the kiss deepened.
His tongue ravaging the inside of her mouth, while his hand slowly travel down to her entrance that still remain well spread, as he had used his thighs to keep them still.
He didn't do much except circling his index finger on her clit, making Diana's response to his kissing getting aggressive, her body wiggling as if in discomfort, but was actually due to the overwhelming tickles.
