The Predator is Hungry (2)

Henry's hands continue to roam on her arms and legs while his mouth is busy on her neck and nape. Amy did not reply to his previous question and continued to be silent as her breathing started to become unstable.

A few seconds had passed and Henry's kisses were becoming hungrier and greedy. Her hands were resting on Henry's bent knees as she sat between his legs. They were sitting on a huge rock near the riverbank and she could feel his growing bulge on her back.

She felt his left hand slip into her sports bra and cup her breast, she gasped at the sensation of it. His right-hand caresses her inner and outer thigh alternately as his tongue playfully licks and sucks her lobe.

"So what is it gonna be my beautiful prey? Are you going to allow this predator to eat you?" Henry whispered to her ear as he continues kneading her breast and lightly sucking her neck.