Ophelia's body moved with a newfound confidence, a sense of purpose guiding her movements as she reached out to Leonard's throbbing rod. With a steady hand, she traced the outline of its swollen tip, feeling the heat radiating from his arousal.
Her touch was gentle yet deliberate, as she caressed the length of him with a sense of reverence.
Each stroke sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her veins, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment.
As she explored his hardness with her fingers, Ophelia marveled at the way he responded to her touch, his breath hitching in his throat as she teased him with the promise of pleasure to come.
With a soft moan escaping her lips, Ophelia leaned in closer, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of his shaft as she placed delicate kisses along its length.
Each kiss elicited a shudder of pleasure from Leonard, his body responding eagerly to her ministrations.
