"f**k!" He growled and smashed his lips on mine making me swallow whatever word I was about to say.
He bit lightly on the bottom of my lips, forcing his way into my mouth as his tongue fought desperately with mine, while I held onto him for support.
I gasped struggling for air as my legs became weak.
He must have noticed how I held onto him tightly before he lifted me against the glass as he wrapped my legs around his waist.
I got scared that the glass wall might break insight since glasses were fragile, but it was very versatile and surprisingly strong and durable.
His cologne tickles my nostrils as his warm saliva mixed with mine. He's like a trunk of an evergreens tree I can rest firmly upon, his lips full and soft and his tongue is very playful as it constantly picked on mine.
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