Novel & Cerita Kiss Her Face Aesthetics

Warning: Mature content In the shadow, his face was so near hers that he could smell the sweet lavender scent driving from her body and afterward in a one liquid motion his lips were on hers. In all reality he had not welcomed this wonder of an abrupt desire of this kiss inside him, he had just wished to see her face and assisted her with reducing her aggravation and hotness emerging from her body, expecting just that the demeanor of aesthetic delight he might find all over her face when she will get calmed and emerged from the snapshot of agony in her body. Yet, he didn't get a brief look at her face, so immediate and earnest was that kiss to him to mitigate his monster down.

I want to spend all my time with her. She moves around, using her hand as a pillow despite having one. Her face is so perfectly squished and her lips.. Mmm they look so soft. So kissable.

"When I take off the blindfold, you'll see something very... beautiful." "Charlie Puth?" Katherina asked, and they laughed. "If that's it... just take it off already!" "Silly... It's not Charlie." "Then...?" "We want your opinion on... this," Jisoo said, moving the blindfold away from Katherina's eyes. Katherina's gaze fixated on the facade in front of her, which depicted herself. It looked like it was taken from a magazine, the style, the form, everything was beautiful.

Do you think I'm ugly? "...No." She had a heart-shaped face and lively doe-like eyes but that beauty vanished the second she opened her mouth. Her lips curved in triumph. She leaned forward to make me back up but I pushed back her face with my whole palm. I spoke flatly, there was no use in being polite anymore. "It's because I have my own idea of what professionalism is, attention-whore-san... no maybe I should call you Bitchemi." Her jaw dropped. Face flushed.

She simply salutes the moving camera, unconcerned about the verbal assaults directed at her. I can say that she is the true definition of a living doll as I look at the monitor where they focused her face. Dude, she's stunning. She had this adorable defined nose, rosy cheeks, reddish plump lips, and moon pale skin. Even pimple will be afraid to touch her skin. Other girls would die for her hourglass body shape and curves. Her doe-shaped eyes caught my attention, her unusual pair of eyes. Those slitted irises and purple-colored pupils, which resembles a dragon's eye. The tattoo that settled on her lower cheek complemented her fiery appearance. Normally, I do not appreciate women's beauty, but

Then she remembered what he ordered her to do, and she winced. Kiss. She didn't know how to kiss. She hadn't even been this close to a man, with his whole body plastered all over her like glue. She hadn't been with any man. How was she to kiss him? She remembered what Madame Venus told her. “Just be beautiful. You show more flesh. Put color on your face. When he sees how beautiful you are, he knows what to do.” That was the sage advice in the hooker’s manual, she hysterically thought.

God she’s a fucking mess. Mascara is smudged beneath her eyes and tear tracks run down either side of her face. Her skin is flushed an unflattering shade of red. Her lips are bruised and swollen. And she’s never been more beautiful to me than she is at this moment. “I’m going to finish what I started and take this tight little ass,” I squeeze one round cheek in my hand, hard enough that Kasey flinches but her cunt flutters around me, the beginning signs of her impending release.

Her skin is as white as snow and her lips… oh her lips are everything. Pink. Plump. Succulent. I can bet they taste like strawberries. "Alright then, if you don't want to mark her, how about a kiss on her forehead? That's nothing too serious." Kol keeps pursuing me in my mind and I finally give in. I bring my face closer to hers as carefully as I can,with the intention of giving her a quick kiss on her forehead and acting like it never happened, but that plan is completely ruined when her eyes snap open.

her words slowly trail off, her stuttering adorable. I slowly lean my head into her neck and trail feathery kisses along it, causing her to shiver and gasp. “Then forget what you thought I might do. A sexy face like yours deserves to remain free from blemishes. Your lower areas, however, might get a little sore, though.”

Make her forget anything else. I kiss her; her beautiful face, her perfect skin. leaving a trail of soft kisses down the line of her cheek to her jaw and lips. She's trembling, her breath catching. The pulse in her neck beats powerfully and quickly. And knowing that she's responding.... .... to me.... .... my own heart begins to pound....