Amira's expression stiffened
"Who?"
"Hmm," he blinked, then shook his head. "Nothing. Forget it. Let's get on with this."
The leather creaked under his weight as he settled into the seat, guiding Amira's free leg across his thigh while her left leg remained hooked to the hand grab.
Immediately he leaned forward; the tip of his tongue slowly circled her right pink n****e.
And then he dipped the tip of his tongue into her orifice.
Instinctively her toes curled as a breathless sound escaped her.
Instantly his lips wrapped around it.
"Mmph…"
She struggled to steady her breathing.
Manson sucked slowly, savoring it sweetly, his other hand closed around the other breast before squeezing gently.
"Haa… ahh…"
Amira let out a shaky breath; the fabric fell off her mouth as her moans filled the room.
He lifted his gaze; his tongue circled again around the orifice almost immediately. He sucked and squeezed harder on her breasts.
"Mm-hmm…"
