Tryst 2

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Leila Presley I can feel the warmth of his breath as his head leaned down towards my face. His hand is carefully caressing my jaw as he pulled it gently towards him. "I would love to taste that sweet lips of yours again, Princess." He whispered, and I instinctively closed my eyes, waiting for his mouth to descend on mine. Mararahang dampi lang ang mga halik niya sakin, unlike a while ago where in we were like highschool hormonal teens tonguing each other. This time it's a sweet slow torture having him take his time kissing me. I am utterly aroused by the way his lips stirs the nerve endings on my mouth. I can feel a delicious prickle at the apex of my thighs. Oh, lord. "Hmmnn.." I think I moaned in anticipation, lalo na at mas humigpit pa ang braso niyang nakapulupot sa bewang ko.

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