"Aaah~!" Lyca moaned loudly and her body squirmed the moment Dylan's tongue touched her wet core. He slid the tip of his tongue up and down her folds, licking her wetness.
Lyca's face burned with embarrassment. Her most precious spot was so exposed to Dylan. He was tasting and devouring her. But she didn't care anymore as she indulged herself in this wonderful sensation.
She didn't know if she could stand still, her legs becoming weak like a jelly. She needed support otherwise she felt like she would fall at any minute.
Fortunately, Dylan anchored her legs on his shoulders, making her sit on him as her back was pressed against the closed door. His one hand was holding her waist in place.
This position brought her pussy closer to Dylan's face. She gasped and shuddered as she could feel his breath fanning her wet core.
