Tablitha and Mark (Part 2)_(0)

Mark laid his palm flat against her underbelly, his fingers extending down to the top of her mound. He began rubbing tenderly against it, finding her swelling clit, rolling his fingers across it all the while deepening the kiss. Tablitha quivered slightly and felt goose bumps rise over her skin. Her heart began to race as she felt his fingers find her swollen clit.

Mark pushed his fingertips deep into her red curly hair, rubbing into her clit feverishly. He forced himself to break off their intense kiss, aching to taste her sweet juices. He trailed kisses down over her jaw line, to the side of her neck, his tongue dipping out, tracing down her skin slowly. Tablitha slid her hands over his shoulders and to his upper back, lightly kneading the flesh. Her clit was throbbing, aching in anticipation. She loved his touch and lost herself in it. Soon she felt a familiar stirring begin deep within her. Her moans growing louder as her breath becomes gaspy.

Mark moaned softly against her skin as he felt her body react to his touch. His lips trailed down her upper chest slowly. Rolling his tongue out he tasted her sweet skin. He used the tip of his tongue to tease her erect nipples as his fingertips circled against her clit, pushing inward against her. Her body was completely at his will, her heart raced as she begins to rock her hips against his hand, her clit rubbing against his finger.