Alice's Open Mouth

'It's intoxicating.'

He pressed his lips to her armpit in a soft kiss.

"Ah..."

She gasped, her eyes remaining closed, lost in the moment.

He grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his chest, her hands still in the air even after he released her.

With both hands free, he began to massage her sides, her waist, and her belly, his fingers pressing firmly into her soft skin.

"Mhmm~"

She didn't seem to notice as he gradually pulled her tunic down, inch by inch, until it gathered at her hips.

His fingers roamed over her bare belly, dipping into her belly button like a pebble into a pond.

"Ah..."

She moaned softly.

His eyes were glued to her bare breasts, watching them jiggle with each movement.

Leaning to the side again, he took a deep whiff of her scent, like refueling a bike with high-octane gasoline.

'Fuck! Never knew an armpit can smell so good.'