31 — Drink it all

I feel Desmond's tongue slowly encircle with mine, exploring my mouth as if he wants to mark every corner of it in his mind. His hands are traveling along the curves of my body, and the texture of his slightly rough palm on my pantyhose is driving me crazy.

Our lips part for a moment, and I allow a breath to enter my lungs. Desmond is rubbing his lips against mine again, pulling them apart slightl