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𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻: 𝓒𝔂𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷 ❆

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍.

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♪ 𝙽𝙿: 𝚄𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚢: 𝚉𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙻𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗 ♪

(𝙰𝙽: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜.)

𝑵𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔, 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔. 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅

"I gotta go, I'm running late!" I quickly said, reaching for the door handle. But right before I could turn it, he stopped me, softly putting his finger on my lips. His touch felt firm and electrifying.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.

My heart raced as he pushed me against the wall. He was really close, and it made me feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. I could feel his warm breath on my cheek, smelling like mint and soap.

𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏'. 𝑶𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆-𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆-𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏'.

"Can y..." He silenced me with a kiss, gentle but firm at first then more insistent.

I responded. Then I pulled him closer, feeling his hard member pressing against me. His hands ran over my breast, teasing my nipples until they ached.

𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏'. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒏, 𝒐𝒏.

He undid the button on my blouse and lifted my breast out of my bra. I pushed my chest forward feeling the movement, he obliged by ducking his head down and sucking my n*pples until I moaned and grabbed for the belt on his jeans.

𝑷𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆.

He steps back to give me room to undo the stiff, leather belt he is wearing.

As I pushed the denim down, his c*ck sprung forward. My hand ran up and down its delicious length enjoying the hard heat, he grunted and grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me into a deep kiss.