He wraps his hands around my ankles and spreads me wide. I should be embarrassed, but I’m not, not when I spot clear liquid beading at the tip of his cock. He nibbles along one leg, from the sensitive spot right between my ankle and heel, tracing the curve of my calf to the delicate and slightly ticklish skin behind my knee, and he lavishes the same attention on the other leg. Then it’s the same from my knees up, his breath hot and arousing on my thighs.
