Chapter 2101 Guilty Pleasures:>7

Her hands left my hair in a rush and grabbed desperately for a pillow. She jammed it over her own face and screamed into it, her hips bucking up against my face. I just kept right on going, flicking the top of her bud with my tongue to add to the proceedings. She pulled the pillow off her face long enough to gasp, "Shit, Clark!" Then she jammed it back over her mouth and screamed again.