PEARL'S MOANS*

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Pearl fisted the sheets, feeling empty in the head as she poured moans on moans and fuçking moans into his sweet mouth.

Her gasps were wordless, and her moans endless as he kissed into her throat, devouring her mouth.

She was chasing her own breaths as he grabbed the other nîpple too between his forefinger and thumb, twirling it with a harshness that wets her inner thighs.

"Mmm" she released another raspy moan, her hands leaving his neck to glide down his body.

She inserted her hands under his hoodie, rubbing his ripped chest and wondering how many months he spent in the gym to build this banging body.

Their tongues met, and the moment they coiled, Roonie caressed the valley between her breàsts, and she almost entered the bed as she sank down with a mewl.

The subtle move was so intentional that he immediately did it again, making her body shake, and by the time he did it for the third time, her hand left his body and went back to his neck, and she wrapped them there before kissing it, sweating profusely.

Roonie wrenched his lips from hers, and she was surprised that none of them got a lip cut as usual since he's not a gentle kisser.

Nothing about Roonie's kisses is soft.

They're dominating.

Hard.

And possessive.

He kisses like a crazy person, and it's so fuçking...

Before her train of thoughts could land, Roonie already pulled up her sweater, and she raised her hands so he'd have more room as he pulled it out of her body, throwing it away impatiently like he did with the bra.

She's sitting up right now, and her creamy breàsts are spilling so sexily on her chest, begging to be touched as her hair fell on them.

Her nîpples are faint pink, and despite the fullness of the breàsts, they're still standing firmly on her chest... untouched and so fuçking beautiful.

Roonie's eyes darkened with lust, want and insatiable hunger as he stared at the perfection, and his throat moved.

She has come to realization that it happens anytime he's trying to hold himself back with her.

At least...she found out something about him... perfect.

She held eyes with him, gulping too as he stared at her breàsts like his food.

He directed his gaze to her face, and she rested her palms on the bed, awaiting what he's gonna do next.

Her heart was pounding, and she's surprised she's not feeling shy or trying to cover her chest.

Just how deep did this guy get under her skin?

"I always thought you have beautiful tits, never knew they would be this pink and gorgeous. Your tits are made to be fuçking worshipped" he said, and before she could get mortified by his words, he lowered his head to her chest.

His mouth swallowed her right nîpple, his teeth tugging on the erect flesh with maddening expertise while his hand carried the other one, pinching and rubbing so slow that she almost came on the spot.

"Fûck... Roonie..." A loud moan echoed in the space as he devoured her breàsts as if it's his last damn meal.

Gawd...this guy can suck.

He gave her a gentle bite, but the second one came almost immediately, harsh this time.

"Ahh...hh... Please" she stuttered.

"Please what?" He replied, moving to her other breast to do the same thing to it, but he's not taking it slow, and her?

Her crazy self is liking it. She has never felt this insane pleasure before all her damn life.

Roonie kissed her nîpples before rolling his tongue on them, and she almost went down.

"Ohh.. please don't stop..." She cried out.

He didn't stop.