Layla’s pov

His lips stayed on my pussy mound, longer than necessary. I could feel his hot breath feathering against the skin.

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A shiver so troubling races down my spine, only to rake through my entire body seconds after.

Tyler’s nose presses to my skin and I could feel him breathe me in. So sharply, like he was making sure he would be able to smell me properly.

His actions had me trembling and the heat that coiled in my belly turns into an untameable fire.

“Smell so good.” He practically moans.

He slowly starts to pull my panties down, taking his leisure time in doing so. As soon as my entire pussy is bared to him, Tyler groans and shocks me by opening his mouth, darting his tongue out, and licking my bùd up to my mound.

“Tyler

I squirmed, shivering as the feel of his wet tongue on my mound and nub had my sight turning a bit foggy.

My heart knocks on the cages of my chest brutally as he buried his nose between my legs and breathed in the scent of my pussy. “Why? Why can I not stop craving your scent Layla? Why do I want to bury my nose and tongue inside you for hours?”

Topened my mouth. Then closed it. Completely speechless.

Did he expect me to have an answer for him?

Tyler breathed in again, this time he moans and opened his mouth to lick my entire pussy to my mound. “You’re already so wet and ready for me Layla.” He moaned, going back down and cupping my nub using his lips before kissing it.

back arching as

down my legs

could literally feel my juices

my jeans, Tyler looks up and his eyes connect with mine. “I

.

my chest

of my bareness. “I

my cock in every different position.” He grunts, his eyes dancing on my skin until they

can have you trembling within seconds,” He licked his lips again and lift

heart jumps and my skin bead with tiny little goosebumps. With just his fingers on my mound had me already trembling slightly, so I had no doubt he’d manage to make me tremble fiercely within

eyes are on his fingers. And then….they travel south until they reach my nub where

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out a gasp, my fingers finding his hair as his hot breath is now on my nub. With having his fingers

I began to pant, my heart roaring in my chest and tingles similar to fire dancing and curling

somehow feel dazed. Every sensation I

it difficult to even

by his fingers, squeeze it softly. My nub throbs and I

moaned, arching into

go of my pussy and in a second he’s back on his feet, his breathing so rough

was being revealed inch by inch when I tug his shirt up. He was

the shirt is off of him, I couldn’t help but dart my

can touch me if you want Layla.

him grinning slightly.

with mischief which

burning

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