After they kissed, she slipped on her knees, the kiss was sensual itself.
She often wondered what they would be like to kiss but it's even better than she imagine.
She hold his hard, straight throbbing dick and her pussy ached.
Fuck she wanted him bad.
Monami : finally, Today. I will taste this. May I?
Karan : sure.
He nodded, eyes locked on her. He slowly place hand behind her head, kinda ready for mouth fucking.
His boldness is like lightening.
Monami : yess. (breathes. The fire has been ignited)
She wants his dick. She wants to taste it, to pleasure him, to make him forget everything except the ecstasy of the moment.
She slips her hand to his ball sacks.
His cock is long, and thick. She's nervous and excited in delight.
She strokes it, its length and width feels like home in her hand. Steel wrapped in velvet.
Monami : I want to kiss this. Can I?
The room is now dark, as power cut off and his eyes are glittering in the low light, he nods.
His cock is free in her hands already.
His member is erect, balls are tight, drawn up against the base, ready to explode.
The shaft is straight, and the head of his cock is strong, proud, engorged.
Pre cum glistens on the tip, she can't wait to taste it.
Her hand circles the gland, spreading precum over it, thumb sliding around and around, then dipping underneath to the sensitive ridge of skin, she tightens her grip and slides her hand around, up and down, he draws his breath, she is aching for him.
He pull her up standing, kissing her neck, because he didn't want her to continue blowjob as he was in edge and he didn't want to explode in her mouth.
He is desperate for her pussy.
But after few kisses
She again bends from the waist, her ass in the air, and he grips her tight.
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MORAN SMUTS | 18+ |
FanfictionThis book contain 12 different stories of #Moran from ZDMN. So, if you love them together and if you are not innocent just jump into this fiction.
