Aria

　　When I had thought he'd start slow and gentle, I was wrong. So wrong.

　　He attacked me like a hungry animal being served with the sight of his prey. His lips and tongue moved into different motions, driving me insane.

　　One moment it was only his tongue that worked around my clitoris and the next moment it was his move to spice the tension up with his finger that accompanied the sweet torture as he pushed it inside my opening.

　　"oh god!" ...