Exton

Ob stretches. The room behind him is dark, and he can hear Pandora breathing gently. Standing next to the bed, he draws the sheet slowly off, stroking along her hip. He slides a hand under her blouse, pushing aside the bra to cup and knead gently. A soft moan escapes and he lowers his mouth, sucking lightly. His teeth scrapes along her tender flesh, tugging at her nipple.

Pandora's hand tangles in his hair as he suckles, A soft moan escaping her lips. Ob slides a hand down, caressing her thigh. he follows it upwards, teasing over the small patch of fabric covering her mound. His fingers tease lightly, pressing the fabric against her slit, over her clit. Pandora bucks, opening herself to his touch.

Ob strokes harder, feeling the cloth dampen, and he smiles against her breast.

Slipping down her body, he pushes her skirt up and fastens his mouth to her panties. breathing out, he bathes her in warmth, the scrapes his teeth. Licking over the dampness, he growls softly.

"Good Evening mi Bruha."