CAILY GALILEO
Strong hands glided through the soft fabric of the shirt I was wearing and I trembled as I felt his fingers run around my back sensually and yet possessively. His lips moved over mine with a slight brush before he captured my lower lip into his mouth.
He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and I moaned softly, grinding more into his hardon. His hand in my cloth moved upwards to my back and I trembled as I felt his hand m,oved forward to my tit.
He bit down on my lower lip and gave it a small tug that made me wet. I moaned dirtily and he broke the lip kiss, kissing all over my face and moving to my ear.
“Ohh, Pietro...” I moaned, feeling his tongue in my ear.
My eyes rolled back, my hands swiftly moving into his still damp hair.
“Call my name again.” A hand groped my tit
