Forbidden Love..
is'
she wants. She wants me to kiss her. But I can't complain. H
e fun when I fin
r ears. Then I feel how she shudders in
chest. I use one hand to get her into the perfect angle to kiss. I kn
. I'm not going to kis
k and my nose follows them. I nuzzle her as softly as I can. She's not wearing any perfume, but she smells goo
s all over her
cover more places. I took the invitation and plant much more bruises on her neck. Her breathing keeps accelerating and accelerating. A
app
icker than bunches of lips. And her body is perfect to hold, feeling all so delicate and her skin feels smooth as milk
excuse to postpon
ight angle. She stops clinging to my shirt but raises her hand to touch my chest when I do that, as if
m now ki
activating all my senses. All that in my head is ... fireworks. Sparkling
first time I've
deeply into her hair and press our lips much harder together. Her mouth opens slightly at first, but with the invading of my tongue, she gradually has her wall removed and lets me in. As a re
ador
mouth. She protests with her flexible tongue. But most of time I'm the winner. In
e her lower lip. She manages to catch the break of the fierce kiss and r
her hips and ask during the interval. But she isn
ds wander to her back and found the hidden zipper of her dress before sh
t I distract her with my kisses on her back. Her skin is sm
ward her a kiss on the lips. "It might. But I promise I'll be gentle." Then I
when I'm waiting for what she's got
g and k
in my room! It's not allowed!"a girl is yelling outsid
minutes, I hear she walk away. I'm in relief and want to continue, but the girl
g her tightly and kiss her on her head. She f
ll vacant inside. I'm thrilled. I reach for her alluring tits and give them the best massage I've ever done. They're too larg
t to die now. I got bett
th with her palm. "I'm ... I'm not sure about it," she murmurs, out of breath. The
! She's
o a minute ago. Now she's saying no. That's confusing. Y
don't lea
d when she's pushing me away and ru
ou should take som