I can feel the hunger that is in you and it only intensifies what I’m feeling.
You grab me and pull me against you. Skin to skin. Your lips trailing along
the curves of my body. Arching back, your mouth takes my breast, biting
into the soft flesh. There is a soft cry but the pain turns to pleasure as my
body throbs. Rocking against you, silently begging for more. I want
your mouth on my breasts. Squeeze, lick, kiss, bite them. Feed