Making Love

We got to his house as quickly as possible, he even left his car parked badly, since he was in a hurry. When we arrived at the entrance to his apartment, he carried me in his arms as if I were a princess, and with this beautiful dress that I was wearing, I think I was one in front of his eyes.

He cleverly opens his house, while he leaves his things on the couch. Then he takes me to his room, climbing the steps quickly, while he still holds me in his arms, my cheeks begin to turn a little red, as I watch his muscles tense around him.

Upon arriving at his really clean and spacious room, he takes me in front of his bed to lie down on it delicately, while he runs his lips along my neck, making me feel in heaven, and then puts his hands on my breasts on the dress.

He slowly tears off the beautiful dress, but my kind heart doesn't allow him to do it, so I stop him.

“Don't destroy this,” I beg him between kisses. “It's Abby's.” He ignores me and breaks it in half, shushing me with his tongue