“Yeah…” I answered hoarsely, feeling how the male fingers stroked the chest, went down to the stomach, drawing a strip and slid between the parted legs, without delay penetrating deep into.

- Try to hear. You can do it, sweet baby.

Brad, but as if in retaliation for distrust, I began to hear whispers. From all sides, quiet and loud at the same time, he pounded in his head, forcing him to listen.

"I am fire"

"I'm yours"

"Tenderness"

"Loyalty"

"I love"

"Forever"

The annoying voices continued to sound, lifting a dense veil of darkness in my head, allowing me to renounce the world and plunge headlong into pleasure, which...