Alveena was drowning with the overwhelming pleasure brought by Andrew's tongue. Every flicking movement of his tongue could send a tingling sensation from her core, spreading fast throughout her body.
Alveena covered her mouth using one hand to suppress her moans afraid that someone from the Davis Family would hear her.
She was breathing heavily, her chest moving up and down as she kept on thrusting her hips upward to meet Andrew's tongue. Her other hand was clutching Andrew's hair, holding onto him tightly.
She didn't know what to do. Her body was loving this sensation. She wanted more of him. His tongue was making wonders on her body.
She didn't want him to stop, instead she was craving for more!
"Andrew, Love… Aaah, please give it to me now. Aaaah, put them in… your fingers," Alveena begged him.
