Hovering over me, he whispered right on my lips, in his exciting devilish voice: “Will you become my doll?” — he whispered in a hoarse tone. His hands burned my naked body. Yielding to temptation, I moaned from his hot kisses. He didn’t even wait for my answer, because he didn’t need an answer, my body already answered all his questions. “What are you doing to me?” - I whispered, gasping for air. I was terribly hot, a hellish fire was burning inside me. “My girl, my devil,” Cyrus said with a breath, his voice was trembling and so excited. It was unusual for me to hear him like this. “Ah, devil, ah,” I moaned, from his caress on my chest, warm with his tongue. His hands fell, in my opinion, down my stomach, sending a pleasant shiver to my lower abdomen.