“Taylor,” she chided lightly but firmly enough that his smile faded quickly away. Sex video hd As he lay there, each pulsating throb beneath echoed a drumbeat of deeper awareness, an unmistaken sign that things had shifted irrevocably in the wake of MJ’s unyielding hand. They fell silent then, the only sounds filling the kitchen were now those born out of culinary necessity rather than whispered jibes. MJ’s hand gently stroked her hair in a repetitive motion that was as soothing as the milk being drawn from her. The soft strokes over reddened cheeks held both care and inspection; fingers daring closer to sensitive areas, now trembling slightly—fingertips grazing flesh much like sparks teasing at dry tinder, ready to alight.
