I’ve never felt anything like the way Elena licked my face—slow, intense, and with so much power in every stroke. Her tongue explored every inch of me, from my chin to my temples, leaving my skin soaked and my body craving more. I tried to keep control, but the way she pressed into me, wet and unrelenting, made me melt. By the end, I was just as wild as she was, licking her back with the same hunger. Our faces were dripping, our eyes locked, and the tension was electric. Do you think you could handle a tongue like hers?