It’s like Natalya can sense how restless I am. Without any provocation, she scoots in even closer. Her fingers flex on my thighs in a gripping movement before she threads them through my pubic hair. She sucks me quicker in long, luscious strokes. She’s really getting into it. I would give my right arm to grab her by the hair again and use that filthy fucking mouth right, but I can’t move. I’m at her mercy.
