The kiss of death

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I lay down on my bed.  Michael kisses me. Then he makes a trail of kisses to my left breast. I moan as he takes my nipple into his mouth. Michael reaches up under my skirt and pulls my panties off. I gasp as I feel his fingers slide into my wet pussy. Michael's fingers feel so good. I moan and gasp as he rubs my clit. I gush allover Michael's hand as I climax.
My breathing returns to normal as Michael cleans his hand.
"Michael your amazing." I say as I sit up.
Michael moans as I kiss him.

"Do you want me to perform the kiss now?" Michael said. "Yes." I said. "Ok. Lay down." Michael said. I stared into Michael's eyes as I layed down. Michael moans as his lips touch mine. I moan as Michael's tongue slids into my mouth. I moan as Michael runs his hand over my breast. I panic a little as Michael's tongue slides into my throat. I feel like I can't breath. I feel Michael suck my breath out of my body. I don't feel any pian if anything I feel turned on and lightheaded.

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