Tap on her water dripping pussy
Keep your index finger crooked
Clasping her lifted bare thighs
Unlock her pink wet hidden vault
The water will burst out from lychee
Separate the soft shell and lick
The sweetness of the mixed booze
Quench your wild thirst up to will
Water the flowery rose with your love
Because she swells and blooms fuller
Each time with the rain of your growls
As her satisfied moans reap your seeds
*'Owh! Ronan, you…'*
Before Renna Amaryllis could speak anything about the tease her husband was giving her, Ronan's tongue touched her swollen womanhood gently inducing a shiver down her spine.
*'Shush! Feel me with every cell of yours. Feel me, that I'm yours.'*
Ronan hushed to her with those burning words which held a sincerest sensation towards her.
