"Beautiful…" he breathed. No matter how many naked bodies he saw, he couldn't help always admire their sacred beauty.
As each woman was beautiful and unique in her own way, and he absolutely couldn't get enough of them.
So, he couldn't help but descend on her like a man starving.
Starting from her collarbone, he began showering her body with slow, worshipful kisses. He licked, sucked, and gently bit along her neck, leaving faint red marks that made her whimper.
His mouth traveled lower, across her chest, until he finally reached her boobs… those soft, full, perfectly shaped breasts he had secretly wanted to ruin since the first time he laid eyes on them.
"These…" he growled, cupping both breasts in his large hands and squeezing them firmly, "have been driving me crazy for days."
