ALCOHOLIC

Angela felt chills down her spine as he kissed her back.

He smoothly slipped his tongue between her lips.

Unlike before he wasn't in a rush but this time he was very gentle so gentle that she actually liked the soft feeling of his lips on hers.

She was struck by how great his kiss was. His tongue led the dance in her mouth in a way that made her ask for more.

She doesn't know anything about kisses,but this feels very great to her that she couldn't help but melt under it's effect.

Compared to him she was sluggish, slow and inept, but if in any way she failed to meet his expectations,he never showed it at all,he was leading perfectly, taking control.

His large hands ran over her lean back,they were so big that Angela felt like his two hands literally covered her back.

Then they crawl down to grab her hips,pulling her more and more closer to his warm body.

His kiss and the taste of his lips were like a drug, and she found herself becoming hopelessly addicted.

Angela knew she had to st