Debbie.
My body shivered in a good way. I could already see myself getting aroused again.
“Lie down, sweet,” he demanded. I laid flat on the table.
One minute I was on the table, lying flat on it, and, unlike River, Rain didn’t bend down to my core. His hands found themselves on my waist. He raised my hips up, in a way that my hips arched up to his face.
Then, I felt it—his lips connecting with my cunt.
“Rain…” I called shamelessly.
Oh God, my c**t was still sensitive, but in seconds the sensitivity was gone, and what replaced it was pleasure. Full-blown pleasure.
“Oh my God. On my… Rain… oh…”
His finger kept going slow. Slow… agonizingly slow against my c**t. The same thing that River had done yesterday.
Rain… oh…
I felt his tongue poke at my hole briefly before going back to my
