—•NORA•—
Almost of its own will, my tongue darted out, tracing a slow, wet stripe over Alex’s asshole.
Alex shuddered above me, a low groan rumbling in his chest.
“Aurrgghh! Yeah, keep going,” he grunted, his ass pressing down onto my face. “Work that tongue, Nora. Eat my asshole good.”
I obeyed, my hands...