"Yeah, you can say that. Remember the friend I spoke to earlier on the phone, it's him." Roman answered sharply."But you seemed to also know him, do you mind telling me or did you lie to me ?" He asked, feigning a confused expression."Oh no, i--it's, not what you think. I'll explain to you but not now." Tiffany defended sharply, staring helplessly at him."It's fine." Roman smiled softly at her."Shut the fuck up, Roman !!!, " Brent's voice thundered, feeling agitated with the kind of emotions they were showing to themselves."Tiffany, get on the bike, let's go home.""I'm not going anywhere with you.""Now !!""Never, Roman would take me home. First he needs to get his nose treated. " Tiffany said, with a tone of finality."The punch wasn't even severe, I'm sure he can take care of himself. Right now, get into the bike, let's go.""Didn't I make myself clear enough ? I'm not going with you, not tonight ." Tiffany said not looking at Brent's face."Tiffy, it's fine. You can go with
"You..what did you just do ?" Tiffany asked, her eyes ajar."You were talking too much in your sleep, that was the only way to shut you up. Go ahead and sleep" Brent answered, looking everywhere but her face.Tiffany stared at him, unsure of what to say. But she knew the kiss was deliberate , cos apart from the dimly lit room there was a funny look on Brent's face.She could also feel her cheeks hot from the warm kiss. It indeed bored something from her.The room instantly became too stuffy for Brent, not wanting to spend another second in there, he turned left with a dry "goodnight" to Tiffany.When Tiffany was sure he'd left the room, she touched her lips, earning another blush from her face."Gross.." She mumbled and laid back. Drifting to her world of imagination.Brent hurried into his room, he stopped at the vanity mirror before his bed and stared at himself."What the fuck did you just do ? Did you realize you just kissed your niece and got an erection from that. Your niece Bre
There's somewhere I want to show you. You care for a ride ?” Brent asked, reluctantly arching his brows.“No, thank you.” Tiffany feigned an obvious smile.“C'mon, I'm not going drive like last night” “I know right ? Thank you”Brent chuckled, he sat up, closing the space between them.Tiffany's heart skipped, as she stared at his calculated steps. Her eyes wandered around everywhere but his face, obviously avoiding his eyes.“You know I'm being nice right now. It's not like you're going to stay right here, till God knows when your parents will be back. I promise you'd like it .” He smiled, his oceanlike eyes carving into a crescent, accentuating his originally handsome features.Those eyes and smiles were really able to break anybody's resolve. Talk more of Tiffy who had a soft spot for him.Tiffany stared helplessly at him, unsure of the right words to use.“ You don't have to be too scared, you can hold on to me more tightly. Just like this” he said, suddenly grabbing her waist,
Tiffany plugged out the Little flower, she sniffled it and smiled heartly.She glanced at Brent and nodded “As always. Here, have it, you can smell it.” She handed it to Brent who sniffled it and chuckled. He stared at the flower for a while and smirked before glancing up at Tiffany.He slowly closed the gap between them, and slid the flower into Tiffany's hair. He raised her face as if checking her out, he nodded and took her hands.“Let's go”Tiffany nodded and followed him.They walked a few minutes, before arriving at an entrance, embedded and decorated with different kinds of flowers.Tiffany noticed, the further they walked, the more the sky grew darker and they were being covered by large shades of trees.She glanced at Brent, who looked aloof and stingy with exposing his expression. She sighed and looked away, enjoying the beautiful sight surrounding her.Brent walked towards the entrance and pushed the door ajar, he pulled me in, a glint of Mischief on his face.A certain wa
She immediately gave into the kiss, moaning as her soft lips parted, accepting his tongue in deep and demanding strokes.Brent groaned as his cock throbbed, his hands lifted to tangle in her hair, tugging her hair back roughly allowing him to deepen the kiss in his almost feral madness to consume her completely.Her tongue danced with his, sucking and stroking giving all she's got, though she was amateur at it. And that only made him want her more. His fingers tightened in her hair and she gave a raspy moan to it.Her nails dug into his flesh, leaving hot pricks of pains that only had him aching to consume her more.Brent was deeply going Crazy, his cautious mind reminding him to stop it before things went too out of hand and went far.Fuck! She will be the death of me.He pulled back, breathing heavily as their lips audibly pulled apart. Unable to pull away from her, he kept their forehead pressed together, breathing in one another, panting from the efforts to catch their breaths.Ev
Tiffany was so fucking wet and pink and ready for him. His dick jumped at the sight, wanting to bury every inch of itself inside of her and fuck her so hard, he'd permanently brand himself on the inside of her pussy.On the other side Brent knew what he was about to do and was doing felt so wrong but deep down he couldn't bring himself to stop it.He quickly maneuvered her thighs so that they were resting on his broad shoulders, spreading her wide open for him. Her heels dug into his shoulders blades as her fingers clenched the sheets of the bed.Everything about her was so intoxicating, her scent which smelled of strawberries and vanilla, making him want to devour the whole of her. He looked up to her face, their gaze locked, filled with the same passion and lost. There seemed to be a kind of conversation passing through them.He smiled and leaned down to kiss the inside of her thigh, nipping and sucking the soft flesh.“Uh! Brent!”Tiffany jerked when his lips first touched her, cr
Tiffany paced up and down in the washroom. Excited, anxiety, shock, tense, nervous ... .These could really fit into what Tiffy was feeling, her emotions.She shot the morrow a glance and stared wildly at it. She still couldn't believe the fact that Brent sucked her pussy and made her cum.Thoughts of it only gave her shivers and made her blush that her face was red like cooked shrimps.They did it and both of them enjoyed it, yeah? But what if Brent starts to avoid her, because of some fucking guilty conscience?Tiffany swallowed dryly. Her stomach tightened as she thought about Brent giving her cold shoulders after now.She sighed and turned on the shower, pushing away all the negative thoughts.~~~~Yeah, It was almost time for dinner. Brent was too lazy to cook a thing, Tiffany sucks at cooking. Brent finally ordered from a Japanese restaurant, where he usually boys food from. And of course, their food was the best.“You've heard from Roman?” Tiffany suddenly asked, striking a conv
Tiffany could be said to be the happiest person, because her best friend was back. Little did she know, while she was engrossed with Kelly's stories, Brent was jerking off, picturing her in his mind.It was hard to describe, but Brent was surprised by his own self. He would never starve his dick just to satisfy a random pussy, he wouldn't even suck it.He found himself doing all that to Tiffany, while secretly discovering spots that turned her on and spots that didn't, as if hoping he would always have her.He could still remember how he sucked her juices, drinking from her like he hadn't had water in years and like she was his salvation. And fuck she tasted and felt better than anything he'd ever had, so dangerously addicting.Brent could feel his dick twitch, each time he thought of Tiffany or remembered her wet pink pussy. Fuck! Was she really turning him into a horny pervert?.Satisfaction or Guilt? he had no idea what exactly he was feeling but he knows Tiffany was pure temptat