Damon's tongue plunged through her parted lips and intruded upon her grounds, searching, exploring, wandering everywhere it could. Sarah's own tongue followed the lead of its master, twisting and twirling around his as moans of pleasure descended from her lips. His expertise in this particular area was astounding...and as such, his tongue down her throat could be nothing else but pleasuring.

She ceased the opportunity to push her hips closer to his, feeling his mighty erection pushing up against her front. Damon groaned deep in his throat, his hand that was digging into her hips slipped down to her ass, grabbing her flesh into his palm and kneading it as...