Chapter 15

Before Fanny could say something, or even think to protest, he reached down and grabbed her nipple.

Fanny hissed at Michel's sudden action as her head fell backward, another groan slipping out of her mouth.

He sucks and tugs on it only to then gently kiss it.

Fanny felt his beard touch her soft skin, and without thinking, pushed her chest forward.

Oh my God, what's going on with her?

Release his hand to hold her hip, he reached his hand to her other breast and stroked it through the fabric of her bra, slowly rubbing his thumb in a circular motion, his tongue in motion, same on her other nipple.

Fanny gasped, her head moving wildly from left to right, trying to get rid of the sensation that was happening in her lower body.

She tried to squeeze her legs together, but Michel's knees kept stopping her.

"No... Please..." She subconsciously lifted a trembling hand and stroked his cheek as he continued.

Without thinking, she gently moved her hand to his cheek, feeling his soft skin under her