Dax’s tongue was relentless, plunging deep into my p***y, the rain streaming over my c**t like a thousand tiny tongues. I screamed, my hips bucking, my fingers digging into his wet hair as thunder shook the rooftop. My juices mixed with the rain, dripping down my ass, pooling on the slick lounge chair.
My orgasm was close, a tight coil ready to snap. His lips sucked my c**t hard, teeth grazing just enough to make me gasp. The city lights blurred below, the risk of someone spotting us from another building making my p***y clench tighter.
“c*m for me,” he growled against my folds, his voice vibrating through my core. His fingers slid into my p***y, three at once, stretching me wide, curling against my G-spot. I screamed, my body shaking, the storm’s roar swallowing my cries as I came, gush
