What Maria Needs 2 *R18

Maria's legs trembled. She struggled to keep her balance, but it was also John's breath on her bare skin.

She shivered, goosebumps rising on her exposed skin.

He could smell the sweet scent of her arousal.

"John, please," Maria pleaded.

John kissed her inner thighs, his lips trailing along her smooth skin.

"Oh," Maria moaned as his tongue caressed her skin.

He kissed and nibbled the inside of her leg, slowly moving closer to his destination.

She stuck her ass out towards his face, desperately wanting him to continue, but he only teased her. His breath hot and heavy against her sensitive skin.

He finally kissed her inner thigh and then ran the tip of his tongue along the length of her slit.

"Ooh," she moaned.

He flicked the tip of her clit with his tongue, and her hips bucked involuntarily.

"Uuuh," she groaned and squeezed her legs together, trapping his head between them.