<div align="center"><em>Rosetta</em></div><br/>Her face was flushed, and she panted as her body moved restlessly, even as he kept her hips stationary. Letting out a frustrated whimper, she looked down and almost growled at his smirk, but she was too busy thinking about his tongue on her clit to say anything.<br/><br/>When he purposely ignored her pussy, though, she let out a cry of outrage! She kept trying to maneuver her hips to his mouth, but his hands were firm as they held her down. Hissing in need, she swore she was almost a faucet as she felt juices leaking down her thighs at an outlandish rate.<br/><br/>"Please! Please...I need it...so badly...I'll do anything...please!"