Forbidden Love II

The distinct scent of her passion made him lick his lips—he almost drooled over the thought of tasting her.

Marla moaned as his fingers found their way to her small patch of hair and tangled the curls. He playfully combed at it, making her laugh, and he snickered. His hand found her slick flesh and gently stroked along the length of her labia. The feeling almost made Marla want to close her legs to capture his hand, but instead she opened wide for more of his touch. The folds of skin parted under his rough fingertips as they probed the wetness just inside the lips.

Her hands held fast to the piano stool and she tried not to fall back. Her pussy was a volcano of heat and her lava needed to erupt and flow. She turned around, straddling the piano stool, and looked up at Daniel’s face. She grabbed his neck, pulling him closer and the heat of his mouth brushed her cheek. Then he kissed and nibbled on her earlobe sending shivers through her. She stood up and pulled him to her mouth, kissing