Ayana felt like she was going to lose her mind when Luca lowered his head and started to take the twin mountain in his mouth. Ayana could only hold back the moan on her throat when Luca's tongue moved along with his finger down there. His teeth would sometimes graze her nipple that could only make Ayana have to put a lot of effort in holding back her voice.
In the end, the moan escaped her lips as her body finally convulsed before getting weak. Ayana has to admit that she shouldn't have underestimated Luca's tongue and fingers work. She just couldn't refuse the slow and torturous move of his fingers in her core as it tried to widened the entrance.
"You are so wet and definitely ready for me, dear wife."
Luca's hoarse voice creates a tingle down there. Fuck, don't tell me that I could come just hearing his voice, Ayana cursed. She couldn't say anything since her breath was still ragged.
