Dave scoffed, saying nothing more. In fact, he hurried everything to then make her lie down at the edge of the bed, heels wedged on the wood.
"Your cunt is so beautiful," he growled while tenderly parting her lips. "You're beautiful everywhere. I feel so lucky that you'd just been there, waiting for me."
It didn't seem like Dave had been talking to her, not with how low his deep voice was. But Tim heard. She couldn't fathom how this gorgeous man could like her this soon. Everything joined with his soft caresses to ignite her formally cold body.
***
"What are you doing?" she sounded scandalised. Dave loved it. He loved it so much he ignored the pain from kneeling a long time before the most beautiful flower he'd ever seen.
"I am eating your pussy," he replied. He'd spent a long time finding what would make her wet. Then he'd started explaining all he'd do as he did them. Tim had become so impossibly wet he now needed his mouth to clean her up.
