The Queen of Bullies Being Bullied

er face, looking like he was thinking how to give her back the slap she gave him when suddenly he pinched her chin and unceremoniously kissed her. He was mad. Had she been

he flesh of his lips to bite. He must have been so enraged that he did not let her get any chance to slip off from his punishing hold and kisses. When he paused for a breath, she was about to curse him, but her mouth was attacked again by his deepened, invading kisses. Mike loved her taste tha

in the ecstasy of her beauty that he couldn’t help wishing to see more of her refined pinkish skin. It was undeniable to see that her way of living is above the ordinary. The softness, the fragrance, the texture of her whole body stand witness to her claim of being a rich girl. He looked her in the eye as if asking for her consent to let him undress her. And being lost in the delight of his warm kisses and touch, she nodded. She was biting her lips in a more profound excitement. She was petite with round squeezy boobs. Nicole has her mom’s genes of having double D cup sizes for her breasts. She actually disliked it being too large for her liking as they can also be so heavy and finding size for her clothes when shopping can be very tiring. She has to do yoga to maintain her body posture, or else h

elt so hot that she took the initiative to take off her remaining clothes. Only her panties remained. Mike stared at the beauty underneath him, and with pure lust, he ran his fingers on her skin. From her delic

” she pleaded with ho

his face, his chest, his butt, and she slowly moved her hands t

and the wanton in his eyes was apodictic. There was even a shade of emotion that tells Nicole, in a lovely and convincing way that, “he needs her.” She felt sweet being needed. She had never had such a warming sensation of being needed by someone. Not even