The man's gentle hand calmly brushed against her private part, just the touch made her body burn inside, and that alone made her let out a soft moan.
Samira felt the gentle hand resting on her panties as the man held her to him, his breath, his touch, his very existence in that place was everything to her...
Her panties were slightly wet, her arousal was obvious, and as the man approached she felt her body burn.
He calmly ran the tip of his finger over her belly, a really sensitive part for a warrior like Samira...
How could she not? Her abdominals, slightly marked by her muscles, were really cute.
She let out a soft moan as his fingertip trailed lightly up between her large, full breasts and up to her neck, where he calmly opened his hand and caressed her cheeks, holding her tenderly.
Samira closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation, the silent caress, just feeling the touch of the man she loved...
