Sarah was panting and clawing at his back. The loneliness that consumes his nights was, at times, unbearable. BeePorn Stopping was the last thing on Michael’s mind. Her breast, although not overly large, appeared high and perky with perfectly taut nipples that would often press against the thin fabric of her shirt whenever she was cold, which seemed to be quite often lately. He suckled her for several minutes before moving to the other breast and repeating the same delicious treatment. He already knew she was wet as she had rubbed her soaked panty-covered crotch against his pulsing dick earlier, but when he finally moved lower on her body, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her tiny thongs and lowering them down her petite legs, he growled with hunger at the first sight of her glistening wet pussy. “I’m right here, sweetheart.” Sarah couldn’t see him, only the dim beam of light shooting out from the flashlight he held in one hand, which was quickly consuming its last bit of battery power and looked as those it would die at any second, but his deep, soothing voice resonated
