She roused slowly, letting herself float in the warm liquid sensations. But the pleasure was building, drawing her to full consciousness. Carson was playing with her breast, drawing the nipple in between his lips and stroking it with his tongue. It was still dark outside and she could hear snow spitting against the window. But it was warm in their little bedroom. Warm and good. The heavy snow clouds outside were almost incandescent white, making the room glow in a milky, ghostly light. She sighed and Carson lifted his head. “You are awake,” he said, sounding satisfied. “Good.” The hot length of his body pressed against hers as he leaned over her swollen belly carefully and devoured the other breast. They were both naked under the quilts. The sharp tugs and stroking of his teeth made her gasp. Her body fired up, tingling. Her clitoris throbbed. Tally reached out and curled her hand around his silken, heated cock and stroked it, making Carson hiss. “Tit for tat,” she told him.
What do You think about Harvest Of Holidays (2016)?
