Imagine my delight as I catch Kylo lounging in the bedroom, his attention fixated on the TV. I jump onto the bed with a playful giggle. He turns off the TV, curiosity piqued, and that s when I pounce, nuzzling my face into the side of his neck. His squirms and soft moans tell me everything I need to know. Kylo is ticklish, and I m just getting started.
With each warm exhale, I blow onto his sensitive skin, his body responds, thrashing slightly under my control. My whispers into his ear are soft and teasing, a language that seems to make his heart race! I trace the shell of his ear with my tongue, then trail my fingers behind his head, tickling and teasing with expert precision. His moans grow louder, a symphony to my touch.
I can t resist any longer; I need more access! I pull his polo shirt over his head, revealing the expanse of his neck, just waiting for my affection. My lips and tongue explore every inch, kissing, licking, and nibbling while my fingers continue their
