“Fuck, Peaches, the way you look coated in my cum.” Planting a knee on the bed, his hands land on my thighs and he parts me further, licking his lips as he stares down at me. “That’s a pretty pussy, baby, just a tiny neat line of red hair. Fucking perfect. Do you taste as sweet as you look? I bet you do. I bet you taste like peaches,” he drawls, leaning down and running his tongue along my sex as I shudder with delight.
