kissing strangers, junhao

good day

the bottle ran in circles:
the bottleneck pointed to me
the bottom pointed to wonwoo.

screams,

malicious smiles,

7 minutes on heaven.

we started kissing on the stairs, his hands already knew my body, our tongues already knew each other.
unequal heartbeats
the man with a watch was waiting for us in front of the white door, threw him a kiss and entered the room.

bed, floor, wall, sofa...

wall.

my back was pressed on the cold wall, with a little jump, my legs were around his body. moved my hips on circles while he was kissing my neck. the smell of his perfume was everywhere, over room, on his shirt, on my nostrils. his touches were giving me chills, mine were provocating him.

everything was dark, hot and exciting.

our moans stopped when his lips touched mine, the flavor of vodka mixed with whiskey was amazing, the deep flavors were making everything better. i thought about the other night: drinking vodika on his sexy abdomen, licking every single part of his perfect body.

we could hear the loud music downstairs but his moans sounded sexy as fuck -and as always-, and that was what i call music.

suddenly, the door was open, time passes quickly when you're kissing wonwoo.
red lips, soft tongue, big hands...

what is not big on him?

yeah, nothing babe.