Sophia’s POV

My mind is hazy. My eyes stay closed.

One deep sigh after another, I catch my breath as my fingers feel his silky hair.

Having devoured both girls passionately, he peppers soft kisses on my pounding chest. He kneels above me, knees pressed around my hips. His hands were all over me, caressing and pressing, but surprisingly not going below my waist, despite the useless skirt covering nothing; I’ve never experienced anything like this since he started to show me ‘other ...