84|| The Passion and heated actions

They pressed into each other, exploding into a thousand pieces as their lips touched. Their tongues met with a passion that could not be measured and she wrapped her hands around his neck, pushing into him for more body contact.

His hands romanced and squeezed everywhere he touched; her butt, her waist, her breast– he was everywhere all at once.

“Your wounds,” she said in between, worried for a moment.

“It's fine,” he responded in the same vein. He lifted her dress over her head and she raised her hands to slide it off. She dropped to her knees immediately and pushed his pants down.

Leroy placed a careful hand on her hair, willing himself to remain in control. She was burning with so much lust, did she not know how wonderful she smelled?

Once again, she was reminded how different he was. How could anyone be so big? She cupped his balls and grabbed the base of his dick. He was so hard like steel and she imagined him firing away in her pussy like a machine gun– nonstop.

She almost moane