“Do you want to touch me?” she delivers the line as if it were her last.

Cautiously he reaches out to feel the perky breasts that are inches from his face. Like a whisper his hands slowly cup and glide over them, between them and down to the center of her belly-it rises and falls beneath his touch. Finally he pauses where the softness of her skin meets the gentle strange texture of hair below, a new and exciting scent enters his nose and begins to feed his mind.

He fastens his mouth around one of her breast, while the other one silently cries out, it becomes plumper the more it agonizes. For a moment he becomes obsessed trying to please both, each little nipple glistens and dilates in the candlelight as he pulls away form one to sooth the other. Never has he experienced this kind of power and hunger all at once.

Jenny is obviously no stranger to being pleased, she moans and lifts her body as his tongue finds her small belly button, it explores how deep and wide it is, her body assists it’s efforts, he laps at it with a strange new hunger one mixed with fear as he pulls her buttocks closer and closer towards his face.

“Oh-oh-yes, umm…It feels like stars in my belly, Perrin!”

She moans gently pumping-pressing her hips towards his shaking body, coaxing him to be rougher with his findings.

It was long ago she had lost her virginity, but there was no doubt in her mind she was about to claim his. The thought intoxicated her and began to make her twice as wet in the spot she knew would soon feel his breath, and be devoured by his growing hunger.

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