51. Do You Trust Me? (18+)
Dylan
My eyes gleam with desire as I discover the delicate lingerie hidden beneath her robe. If I thought Michelle was sensual, reality takes my breath away. Every curve and detail of her skin, illuminated by the dim light of the room, invites me to explore her freely.
My hands eagerly trace her figure until I notice the small clasp of her b*a, designed to open at the front. With a decisive movement, I unfastened it, revealing her perfect breasts to my eager eyes. The sight of her exposed skin fans the flames within me even more, and I feel my erection harden with an almost painful intensity.
Without hesitation, I leaned in towards her, taking one of her n*****s between my lips. A gentle bite makes her tense, her skin tingles under my touch. Her hands press a
