Unable to hide his own excitement, Maleek pressed himself against her thigh, rubbing his hard, denim-clad cock in tandem to the rhythm of his fingers inside her. He moved the sheer sleeve of her dress off her right shoulder and exposed her breast, her puckered nipple inviting him to taste.
He bent his head and savored every inch of it, circling his tongue and biting into it ever so seductively till her body froze and finally exploded around his hand, her other hand entangled in his locs.
