Tania gasped in a dazzling temptation, as the tongue gently spoiled her, giving a tingling sensation, which radiated to her core. Squirm, now she began to gently tread empty air, as well as moist soil with grass that thrives but is trimmed neatly.
The shining moonlight seemed to add fuel to their burning body, which had been sweating amidst the small moans that sounded repeatedly.
Creeping to caress his head, tucking her fingers between the strands. Stefanus' black hair, which sometimes looks like onyx, with an elegance that has never changed even since the ancestors used it as jewelry.
Brown eyes smoldered under the moonlight as if clashing with Tania's beautifully flowing hair.
They collide with each other while supporting their backs, pecking in moaning, and then slurping the seductive feeling.
