Ella's POV I hold on for a minute, while he kisses me, for it might just be a fluke. I mark time in my find, for when he will finally stop, but he doesn't stop. Rather, it gets more and more intense. When I am certain that he is indeed ready to take this to the end, I finally engage, fully committing to the kiss. Slowly, still kissing me, he stands, wrapping his hands around my waist, while mine, around his neck. We stay in this position, making out for a long time, before he finally lifts me up, causing a little wimps and drops me on the dining table, pushing every other thing to the ground. He lifts me so effortlessly, like my weight does not even matter to him. The kiss continues, my skirt moves up just as before, revealing my panties. He pushes closer once again, his groin rubbing over my pussy as he kisses me. The intensity is high, time and worries don't have meaning to me anymore. All I want now is the cock of this man, who I dislike so much, inside me. He keeps going
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