Her breasts were still flushed and glistening, her puffy pink nipples rock-hard and shiny from his earlier mouth. Cale didn't waste a second. He dipped his head again, lips brushing the swollen tip before he took it between his teeth and sucked hard.
'Tastes like ice cream… and a little salty,' he though, licking slow circles around the sensitive peak. "You must use some sweet perfume, huh? Mmm…"
Niva's breath hitched. Her thighs trembled under his grip.
He shoved her shorts down in one rough tug, letting them pool at her knees. The thin white panties stayed on for now, but the thick, veiny outline of his nine-inch cock was already soaking them through and leaking steadily against the soft fabric right above her virgin pussy.
He pressed down with the heel of his palm, rubbing slow, firm circles, feeling her shudder violently.
"Hmmn~!"
