He moved his lips from her lips over to her chest and went down to the cleavage; knowing she was a shy person, he switched the dim lights off, and the place became completely dark.
She could feel his arms holding her legs and spreading them apart. She had this anticipation feeling and anxiousness.
Were they finally moving to the last phase? Was he finally giving it to her?
While in deep thought, she suddenly felt a warm tongue moving across her clit and a breath brushing through her thighs. She wanted to close her legs, but they were held apart by his strong hands, and the tongue attacked her clit, making her hips buckle around.
He moved his hands to her butt at the bottom; he held her butt with his palms and nudged it upwards, moving her abdomen upwards a little while the head was left supporting the body on the bed.