I ran for him, wrapping my arms on his neck as our lips met. He pulled my waist closer to him and I halted. We engaged to a passionate kiss while people around us danced, and every time someone would slightly bump on us, we were getting pressed closer and closer to each other. My hands were raking his hair, pulling him closer to me to deepen the kiss. When he grasped my buttocks, the moan that escaped my mouth was dominated by the loud music. The ecstasy was rushing through my body, electrifying, and sending shiver. His plump lips tasted amazing, and he was a good kisser. He seemed like he knew what he was doing, and he always liked to be passionate while we did it, contrary to my hungriness.
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