The Marked 15
Michelle though deep inside herself saw a vision of a nude girl lying on a old-style king size bed,a dark figure moving over her, the figure touched her cheek then moving a single finger to her lips circling them.The figure moved in closer kissing her lips,stealing her breath. With another kiss the figure gently bit down on her lower lip moving down making small kisses on her neck,kissing her more the figure continued downward kissing her chest hands now pressed against her breast feeling their softness, a soft moan escaped her parted lips.The figure continued to massage her breast kissing her stomach,now kissing down lower.Gently touching her thighs the figure pulled them apart,she couldn’t make out the face with her vision blurred and she had a hard time keeping her eyes open.Michelle’s breath became hotter,her skin becoming moist.With each kiss the figure drew closer to her open legs,Michelle arched her back, her chest rose as a loud moan exploded from her open mouth.