Today I bring to you a seven sentence snippet of The Wolves of Argonne. Enjoy!
The tremors raced through her body, urging her to fight against the bonds holding her down. She needed to run through the thick of the forest under the light of the pale moon. Her confusion on her mixed emotions was short-lived as he thrust his tongue between her netherlips. He lapped and sucked her pussy, stroking her clit. Both hands came down, smacking her bottom, snapping her want to breaking from his wicked manipulations. Her yelp turned into a moan. She begged for more.