Chapter 399 Mole

Penny's hands flew to the back of his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she tried to pull him even closer.

"Ross… oh my God, Ross," she gasped, her voice breathy and desperate. Her thighs quivered against his shoulders as he held her firmly in place, his grip unyielding. She was completely at his mercy, and she loved it.

Her love juices flowed freely, drenching his face as he worked her over with expert precision.

The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth devouring her mixed with her desperate cries, filling the room with the unmistakable sounds of raw passion.

But Ross didn't stop; if anything, her reactions only spurred him on.

"Ross, I—I'm coming," she cried out, her body arching off the bed as the pressure inside her built to an unbearable intensity. "I'm coming, Ross! I'm coming!"