Craig's tongue soon had me dancing on his face.Craig's tongue soon had me dancing on his face. The room's temperature was swiftly rising from both the heat we were generating and the open door to the balcony. My reflection was covered with sweat as I continued to roll on his face. I had a few small orgasm and built to a large one. After I came back down, I rolled off his face (he did need to breath) and curled up by his side. His face was covered by my juices as he held me close. Craig got up from the bed and walked to the balcony. He closed the door and turned the air conditioner on high. "You are just to hot to handle", he joked. "We have a nice view of the ocean from here. |