“Kiss me, Sergeant Powell.” I use my legs to try to pull him toward me, but he resists. I’m no match for his strength.
“Sergeant Powell now, is it?” Leaning forward, his teeth graze my nipple through my bra, nearly making me bolt up off the table. A cry of pleasure escapes my mouth, then his fingers pull the fabric down to expose the pink nub. He pauses, and I feel it peak, standing at attention under his perusal.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs, just before his mouth devours my nipple. Yes! An extremely hot zone. The rough surface of his tongue creates a million sensations throughout my body. It’s almost too much. Then, switching to the other side, he pulls down the cups of my bra to just below my large breasts and finally, he tastes my other nipple. His hands cup my breasts, squeezing them together.
“Please, Sergeant! Please…”
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