I undo the strange laces on her short leggings and slide them down to reveal the delicate tuft of curls between her thighs. “Ahhh. I am home.” Georgie chuckles. “Is that your home now, babe?” “Why would it not be? My tongue fits here perfectly.” I wrap an arm around her hips and lick the seam of her cunt. “My fingers fit here perfectly. My cock fits here perfectly. Where is this if not home?”
