The image of Raven burrowing his face in between her thighs was burned in Seraphina's mind. Her belly chimed excessively when she recalled the touch of his tongue that kept licking her overflowing juices.
"Seraphina, you're clenching your hole," he observed with a husky whisper.
"Ah, ha..umm...ha…" she moaned softly, her breath hitching with each caress.
She was moaning like mad...
It's a wonderful sight to see a women like seraphina like this...
His fingers were caressing the area around her slit slowly. Whenever his smooth fingers brushed against her, she would flutter her waist sensitively, her body responding to his every touch.
"Let's not forget that I prefer my tongue over my fingers," Raven teased, his voice filled with a dark promise.
