Qianna was a little rough at first, and then she began to nibble softly on them. I thought I would lose my mind the way she tugged on my bottom lip, and held it between hers. It got my river flowing, and I hoped that she would slide her body between my legs and suck me dry. She grabbed my breasts and squeezed them hard, slapped them, and then eased it up with soft, tender stokes. Qianna was driving me crazy. She used her tongue to make circles around my nipples. As Qianna bit at my nipples, she used her fingers and slid them in and out of the wetness between my thighs. She alternated back and forth between squeezing my nipples and fingering my clit, while she continued to penetrate me with her fingers. I spread my legs a bit wider, and Qianna parted my lips. She began using her wet tongue to flicker back and forth across my clit. I laid there watching Qianna, this beautiful woman, with her face buried between my thighs. I was overwhelmed by the way she held my clit between her lips, and all but attacked it in ways that no man ever had or could.
