Katara Kisses Aang 소설 & 이야기

Her eyes widened in surprise, and tangled my fingers with her hair, pulling her closer as I attacked her lips with my own. Katerina kissed me back, wrapping her own arms around my neck, deepening the kiss. I lowered my hands to her bum, squeezing it as I rolled my hips against her own, moving her hips over me, forcing her body to match my own rhythm. I stood up with her in my arms, wrapping her legs around my torso, I smirked into the kiss when I walked to the bed, laying Katerina on it. She raised herself on it, laying on the pillow, watching as I stripped myself off my shirt.

And when his lips finally brushed against hers, it was as if a dam had broken inside her. The kiss was soft at first, tentative, as if they were both testing the waters. But it didn't stay that way for long. The moment Esteria responded, pressing her lips more firmly against his, El-Kharis deepened the kiss, his hand slipping behind her neck to draw her closer. His cool lips moved against hers with a hunger that matched her own, a need that had been building since the moment they first met.

Kate twists her body, kneels on her seat and hugs the headrest. “Is that true?” she asks shyly and the three other girls go wild. “Uh… y-yeah,” Terra stammers, as red-faced as Kate. “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Lor starts the chant and it picks up. Kate closes her eyes to signal her agreement, leaving it up to Terra to decide where to kiss her. Terra hesitates a great deal to the point that Kate is almost left hanging. Her brows knit a little but she keeps her eyes closed. Lor, meanwhile, holds up her smartphone to prepare to take a snap.

Angela leaned forward, and kissed him on the mouth again, long and deep and deliciously sensual. "You're a very sweet boy," she told him. "I'm going to have so much fun playing with you ..." And suddenly, she was climbing on top of him. She was straddling him, while Kathy still held him from behind, and he was between two milfs, both of their hands on his body, their soft mouths kissing him -- And Angela was lifting up her dress. She was pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. She was unclasping her bra. "Time to play, you cute little boy," she said.

"I don't want to hear the word! I'm what I am. I won't shower you with meaningless gifts like lovers do on Valentine's but that doesn't mean I can't like someone and I think I showed you this very clearly when I kissed you in your house and in my house too!" With these last words from him, Angelo came out and slapped the door behind him hard, leaving Kiara in a state of silence, completely lost from speech!!!

A few more light thrusts are given, and he pulls out. He pulls me in for a long, juicy kiss. He's practically devouring my face. It's wonderful. I take his lower lip between my teeth and tug on it. His lips curve into a smile. "That was a hot sex" he says as he crashes down in the sofa. God bless this man for being in my life. ************ (Katerina POV) I was just lying down, relaxing in my bed. Neither of my mates is yet to return from work. I was slightly asleep due to tiredness.

Ara blinked innocently at him, not realizing the effect it was having on Killian. Killian swooped and pressed his lips onto hers. Ara's eyes went round as her eyes once again found Angela who oblivious to all was fumbling with pieces of capsicum. He pushed against her hands and came impossibly close, ignoring the fact there was a kid in the room. He pulled her lower lip into his and started sucking on her tender flesh. His hands roaming along the sides of her waist. Fortunately, he didn't go for a full-on tongue-fucking session and broke the kiss just a few moments later. But that didn't mean he was done. He swiped her hair behind her back, baring all his bite to his eyes. His eyes glimmered

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her: