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My clit throbs, and I need to slide onto his lap. To get my butt against his thick cock. The cock I think of daily.
His tongue continues to explore my mouth, and without planning to, mine starts to nervously move with his.
All of a sudden, and just as fast as he started, Lorenzo pulls back. I gasp for breath, and double blink, “Jesus!”
Lorenzo is looking away, and he’s avoiding my face. I stand, inhale and take a few steps, unsure what just happened. All I know is that I’m wet.And turned on.
“What the hell was that?” I ask.
Lorenzo looks at me, and his eyes are dark. “That was the beginning.”
I am still having trouble breathing, and he looks away. Finally, he turns his eyes back on me.
Lorenzo is changing, and I’m unsure how, or why. His eyes are dark, and his energy is hard, or wild. Even savage.
I’m a little scared, but I want him, and to be next to him. I slowly sit at his side, and he watches me like I am prey.
Without warning, he lifts my chin, and he pulls me to him.
I lean in, and he claims my mouth. I slide onto him, and our mouths lock. Again, he forces his tongue inside my lips, and I moan, as he fists my hair.
I let his tongue devour me fully. My body is freaking out, and it’s hard to breathe.
All the times I’ve fantasized about him claiming me, and taking me, shoot through my mind. They were incredible, but none were as hot asthis.
Before I realize what I’m doing, I fist his hair, and I wrap my hands around his neck. I can feel him getting hard under me, and I move my butt against his thickening cock.
Suddenly, Lorenzo pulls back, and walks away. I flop back on the sofa, and pant. I wipe my bruised wanting lips, and I try to control myself.
My heart pounds like my clit and I need more.
I need all of him.
Lorenzo paces, as if unable to control himself. The energy is electric, and wind is now swirling around us. It is warm wind, and I stand and walk away. I try to regain my own composure, but it’s impossible.
“Are you okay?” comes deep and husky a minute later.
“No… yes,” I say confused.
Unable to control myself, I walk back towards him, as he stands near the sofa. My lower lip is down low, and I need him.Now.
“More.”
Without warning, he spins and kisses me. This time our lips are crushed and it’s hard. He pulls me in close, and I moan without being able to stop myself. Our tongues swirl around each other like mating snakes. As if they are in the swirling shape of our DNA, the double helix.
They are like two mating beasts, and I lean into his hard body. Lorenzo kisses me even harder, and he has one hand behind my head, and the other holding my jaw.
My knees won’t hold out, and my panties are saturated.
I’m dripping.
I lean into his hardening cock, without being too obvious.
Just when I reach around his neck again, he pulls back fast. He then paces to I guess, cool down. As I wipe my swollen and bruised lips, Lorenzo keeps his distance.
Finally, he calms, and returns. Lorenzo explains various kissing techniques using the tongue. Soft and sensual. Hard core, and white hot.
I sigh frustrated. I tell him it sounds complicated, and I act a little dumb. I then ask him to just show me. Lorenzo looks reluctant, but I look up at him. My eyes are blazing, and I know my heart is pounding out of control.
