Chapter 13: Leave

Claudia Woods' Point of View

I was sustaining my weight by grabbing onto the head line of the sofa as it was sitting under me. While this was going on, both of my knees were resting on it, and my legs were split apart. A man was behind me, chewing on my wet and pinkish womanhood.

When he finally put his tongue inside my hole, I couldn't help but groan and moan with delight as he proceeded to perform whatever it was that he was doing concurrently.

In spite of this, he positioned himself such that he could slide his crouch inside my core while he grabbed both of my waists while we were standing in front of the enormous vanity mirror. The only things in the room where Zamir and I are are the bed, the sofa, and the mirror, which allows me to watch us and see our reflection at the same time.

Zamir placed his hands stealthily on my chest and began, for some inexplicable reason, to play with my peaks while simultaneously massaging both of my valleys in an effort to push himself even fart