Maksimillian

I continued to lap up Zenovia’s delicious flower. Her unique and metallic taste combined with Double Dutch ice cream was exotic, and I found it hard to resist.

I moved my lips against each of her meaty petals. Oh, they were so smooth and addictive!

The balls of her feet dug in my back, but I didn’t mind. Even her hand that restlessly caressed my head and nape was so good, letting me know she loved the way I tasted her.

I admit I had never gone down to anyone but her. I had no idea why I started with her and was doing it, but I found it...