Chapter 37

Lorenzo withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his finger, circling the tip over her tight hole before gently dipping it inside Camila. She let out a primal scream, unable to contain her overwhelming pleasure. Her face was flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes glistened with moisture.

Pausing for a moment, Lorenzo pulled away to gaze at Camila's visage, searching for any signs of distress