AMELIA

　　　 

　　　

　　　 He didn’t give me a chance to recover from my shock. He yanked my legs apart and settled in between.

　　　

　　　 I gasped as he folded my knees, spread my thighs apart, and buried his face between my legs. Then he sucked me hard. 

　　　

　　　My hips bucked as I cried out, clenching my fingers into his head, pulling his hair out. I was conflicted between pushing his face to my pussy because it felt so good or pulling him away because of embarrassment.

　　　

　　　 He ate like it was his last meal or he was starving and locked up for years. When he made a low humming that vibrated through my...