He stopped talking and his soft, thin lips closed around her small mouth, his wet, soft tongue running and tossing over her lips, carefully diving into her mouth. He kissed her softly, provoking her unsatisfactorily, but every time she took the initiative, he deliberately withdrew. She couldn't stop attacking, making the kiss fierce and frenzied, claiming his mouth to the hilt. Brent opened his eyes slightly to look at her. Her peachy eyes were curved, her lower eyelids puffy with pleasure. Their breathing was ragged, Hermosa's belly felt sore and itchy, and her privates, which had been dry, were now dripping wet from the bubbling nectar, moistening her panties. She couldn't help but let out a whimper, her body and mind a soft mess. The arms that had been climbing around his neck couldn't resist roaming up his back, rubbing a fine mark into his neatly ironed suit jacket. "Isn't it tempting to do it?" He asked her in a low voice, some bubbly tones lending a
"Ahhhhhhh! ~I can't~ I'm dying to be fucked by my hubby ....." she cried out in lust pleasure, her voice adding an echo that reverberated down the stairwell.With one hand free, he separate her ass-flesh and narrowed his eyes as he looked askance at their stuck-together bottoms. Her rear pussy was dipped in lusty flower juices, opening and closing slightly with his thrusting flesh. The frothy private hole was engorged and swollen, the narrow pussy tightening around his fleshy stem as he withdrew, bringing the flesh of his outward and brushing the skin of his cock with her lustful juice. The sound of slamming flesh, and the gurgling of lust being stirred up, was incessant. He fucked her in strong, fast strokes, causing her to scream, "No~ Honey, it's too fast ...... oooooooooooooh, I'm dying ......" She panted heavily, clear saliva spilling out of the corners of her mouth and making her chin wet. "Don't you just love it when I thrust my stick in you hard?" He i
After dinner they sat snuggled together on the terrace, but Brent never mentioned Keio again.When he put the ring on her finger, his heart felt firm for no reason.That diamond ring at least gave him a general sense of security. At least that's how he felt.But Brent's sleep had been a vain one.He recalled the scene in the hallway this afternoon, and all he could feel was the heart beat still pounding in his chest as the person in front of him fell asleep so mindlessly. It was all right, then.In the moonlight, he traced the outline of the person in front of him with his eyes. Hermosa's face was still a little tired and pale, but her cheeks must have been very soft when poked in her sleep.Hermosa's eyelashes cast a shadow over her face, the dimples in her cheeks were hidden, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, was she dreaming of something beautiful? Her lips were slightly parted, as delicate as cherries, would a kiss now taste like cherries or strawberries?Brent's eyel
After watching the fireworks, they went back to the hotel. It's 2 or 3 in the morning and Hermosa is a little sleepy and drowsy under the covers. Brent, who was with her, suddenly asked, "Do you still want to go out tomorrow? I just happened to take time off from college recently to keep you company." "Hmm?" Hermosa opened her eyes. "I want to spend more time with you." Brent frowned. "Didn't we just have a date today?" "I want to go do more meaningful things with you every day." Brent emphasized. Hermosa still didn't quite understand and asked, "We didn't have enough dates today, did we?"Brent took one of her hands and touched the ring on his ring finger, "Let's have another formal date tomorrow." "You arrange it then." Hermosa obliged, closing her eyes and going back to sleep. Brent looked down and gave the girl a kiss on the forehead, "I love you." "Got it." Hermosa's voice was slightly dazed, on the verge of sleep. Brent kissed her again on the side of her f
Hermosa looked at the new ring on her hand and took it off, "Don't mind that sir." But Brent was very ceremonial and insisted: "I want to do propose..." "No, I really don't need that." Hermosa sighed and said, "I can't wear it if I buy another ring." Hermosa put the emerald rings back in the display and went back to picking out her cufflinks. In the end Hermosa bought two pairs of cufflinks and picked out some tie clips to match his suit. By the time they left the jeweler's shop, it was getting late. The two of them walked out of the shop and headed towards the restaurant. But Brent was in a sour mood because he hadn't been able to buy a wedding ring. Hermosa noticed Brent's mood and moved closer, taking one of Brent's hands and hooking her fingertips into her palm. Brent still didn't say anything, but held the hand tightly in return. Dinner was served in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the commercial building, where Brent had booked a booth. Hermosa
The impact of the scene before him was too great. It took a while before Brent found his voice and called out, " Hermosa ." Hermosa curled her eyes and smiled, "I'll take that as a yes, then, to put a ring on your finger?" "Yes." Brent's voice was a little husky, like he was holding back something. Brent reached out and took the rose. Hermosa also took one of Brent's hands and placed the handmade ring on Brent's ring finger. Brent was now wearing two rings, a wedding ring on one hand and a handmade ring on the other. Hermosa made a point of showing Brent her right hand, showing off the cane ring on her ring finger, and said towards Brent, "I have a matching one too." Brent couldn't resist any longer and placed the rose on the table, reached out and took the girl's wrist and pulled her into his arms for a kiss on the lips. After the shallow kiss, Brent rested in the crook of the girl's neck, his arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and stifled a cry, "Hermosa ." H
And in front of them, on the big screen, the two main characters were already in the thick of it, tightly entwined.Hermosa listened to the ambiguous sounds of the film and diverted an ounce of energy to the film, looking at the two roles on the screen. The plot of the film was very hot, and as it was an adult-oriented film, there was little avoidance of the images, with the main characters being outright naked.Hermosa glanced over just as the camera was focused on the male lead and instantly saw his eight-pack abs and casually said, "That male lead has an nice body." Brent's kissing stopped momentarily, staring intently at the girl in front of him, his breathing ragged and heavy.Hermosa was leaning on the edge of the bed, continuing to watch the screen, watching intently. Brent got up, took the remote and turned off the screen.Hermosa froze and asked, "Not watching?" Immediately afterwards, Brent took the handcuffs and cuffed them directly to Hermosa's wrists, while the ot
V Brand had sent over a number of children's clothes for Elisa to wear at the wedding.Hermosa patiently changed Elisa's clothes and Elisa was very cooperative, occasionally pout prettily in her mother's arms, her voice soft. Brent heard her voice and glanced to the side to see Elisa pressed against Hermosa's arms. Mother and daughter were intimately face to face and Brent reached over and wrapped his arms around Elisa and Hermosa. On the sofa, Elisa looked at Brent with a bewildered expression, then at Hermosa, still leaning over. But before Elisa could get close enough, she herself was stopped by her dad again. Her little mouth puckered up as she watched Brent caress her mother's face affectionately. Brent took Hermosa straight into his arms: asking, "Which one do you like?"Hermosa glanced at the screen, feeling good about both, and nodded, "Both." Brent stared at the screen, only still not quite satisfied.Hermosa leaned over Brent's shoulder and reached out with her f