Other than being in his arms, there was no other place Ziza wanted to be. Everything felt like the dream she never wanted to end. His enormous hands covered the breasts which strained against the material of the shirt she wore as he ground his hips in between her legs.
Ziza couldn’t help but moan in bliss. Her nipples blossomed as they greedily accept the lavish attention they received from his eager fingers. Rafiq groaned as he nuzzled and kiss his way down her throat. Down to the valley between her full breasts. Wasting no time, Rafiq drew a covered nipple into his warm mouth and suckled with a vengeance. Circling it with his tongue through the wet material of the shirt before moving his attention to its twin.
“Raffa,” she moaned out and gasped at the pleasure. Her back arched like a tight bow as she gently tugged at his hair.