Pleasure with you

Damian continued to lick Valerie's womanhood, showing no mercy even as she often pushed his head away to end his activity.

"Damian, please stop!" Valerie exclaimed in a whisper. "Usually, Adriana or Mommy will come. What if they see you here ... Agh... Seeing us doing this?"

"They won't see, I've locked the door," Damian said.

Valerie furrowed her brow. "You've locked the door? Does that mean you planned this?"

He stopped his activity, then straightened up and leaned both hands on the pantry table, on either side of Valerie, staring into her eyes intensely.

"So what? Are you angry because I planned this?" he asked.

Valerie just pouted.

"Please ... Get rid of your prestige. I know you can never resist, you want me to always initiate," Damian said calmly, then gently caressed Valerie's lips and kissed her softly. "I still understand your body language pretty well ... My girl," he whispered.

"But I haven't given you ..."