189. Favourite position

Emma's POV

I hover his face through my core, "Your fragrance is intoxicating, Tiny Claws. I can't wait to be coated with your honey." With a blushing smile, I bend down to grab the tower which is standing like a lighthouse. As he guides me for the position he wishes for and awkwardness creep my soul but at the same time a wave of excitement was hitting me hard.

My legs were shaking as my cunt floats in air above his face making his minty breathe hit my core, adding to my shaking. When he grabs me through my inner thighs and I gasp making my lips quiver and a low mewl escape my lips.

"Stay wide for me, honey. Your honeycomb's last drop will be gulped through my throat." saying he starts rubbing my perineum with his fingertip making me jolt up and I start melting in his seductive touch.

"Humph-" I gasp for air before crawling and snuggling to his shaft edge. "Oh God!" He mutters and I grab his balls with my left palm.

I don't know how to explain but his existence is the reason for my