He wondered if he’d taken things too far, until she passed him a condom; she obviously wanted to take it further, and he didn’t want to disappoint his little girl. XXX He dropped the money; bending quickly, her face hidden by the pizza box in her hands, the delivery boy took in the sight before him. Tongue dancing on her supersensitive nipple, fingers stroking the underside of her breast, her heat built to the point where her legs were pressed together, her knees were by his head and her hands entwined in his hair. Taking him in her mouth, she swung her leg over his chest and backed her dripping pussy to his waiting mouth. She turned and kissed his lips quickly, then left the room; the ghost of her perfume lingering.
