Chapter 124 The Passive and the Wanton

• Asher felt his sense of smell sends waves of euphoric sensations to his brain.
• His arousal intensified. His manhood, pressed on the bed, as he was down on his stomach, hardened and stiffened again. Blame it on the drug, but he blames her pussy as well for such reactions, so he was thinking about executing his sweet revenge.
• He took the liberty to have a good gaze at her shaved pussy lips and trimmed pubic bone bushes. Wet, pink, and thin pussy lips. He sniffed, and his eyes instinctively shut close in rapturous delight, igniting the excitement of his carnal desires. As his hands were bound, he struggled to move in his attempt to devour her to his heart's content. But with his earnest and intense longing and yearning to have a taste of her, Asher rammed his face into her equally aroused pussy. He wanted to ask her to put a pillow under her lower back, but he needed not to as Bianca's hips lifted from the bed, chasing for his touch.