8 parts Ongoing MatureAs I leaned in to peck Becky on the lips, she seemed to freeze, her eyes widening in surprise. But instead of pulling away, she grabbed my phone and tossed it aside.
I was about to react, but Becky swiftly sat on my lap, her lips meeting mine in a gentle, tender kiss. The kiss deepened, and our breathing quickened. We paused, gasping for air, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze.
Becky's voice was barely above a whisper. "Freen, can I...can I make you mine tonight?"
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Ps. Is it Beckfreen or Freenbecky here? 🤔🤭
From your Master 😉