Tempest was overwhelmed with sensation, her smaller feminine form shivered as his hand worked along her folds. Gasping and letting soft plasure filled moans escape her parted lips. Her eyes closed and she embraced the feeling of him working along her bod, her now hot and flushed skin.<br/><br/>Her hands fallowed his body as he kissed lower and lower. Her dress falling away as he all to slowly worked down towards her already throbbing clit. Looking down as his mouth lowered to her sex she bit her lower lip. Her eyes only reflected lust, passion and need as she moaned deeply. His tongues actions causing her hips to jerk.<br/><br/>Her body started to wiggle of it's own accord, clearly she was feeling the pleasure he was giving her and enjoying every moment of it. One of her hands slowly came up and ran along her own skin. Delicate fingers lightly grasping her right breast massaging it lightly.