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Maximo doesn't want to leave her, he doesn't even want to break off the kiss and Iris Saint doesn't want that either. She hang unto her so tightly as though her very life depends on him, which actually is the case. Maximo's juicy lips makes her to loose focus and self composure entirely. Slowly she felt herself being lifted up from the floor, she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist for support. All this while, his lips never left hers.

Maximo was already sexually charged as he headed to his room with Iris in his arms. He kicked open the door gently , still teasing her with his tongue. She felt too good, too sweet to be left alone. He felt her loosing control, felt her fingers working on his shirt already. With a Slow grunt he pulled away , breathing hard.

Iris hasn't expected him to pull off at all and when he did, she was surprised and dissapointed.

" Max... " She called, wanting to stand up from the bed to get closer to him but he quickly reply.

" Sit back. Let's have a co