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…Dang! My bulge! It was very evident and in full view, and now it was almost between her thighs. In the position we were in, it was as if I was trapping her.
No words were spoken between us for a while.
Something just told me in my head that this was my chance. My only chance, maybe.
I threw the napkin on the tiled part of the sink and bent down a little to kiss her forehead. My left hand went behind her waist and pulled her closer to me, sending my bulge between her thighs.
She did not do anything. No reaction, positive or negative, so I continued.
I did the acid test and kissed her lips, using my tongue to part them. She responded and took me fully in. She took over and gave me a very intense kiss. I broke the kiss at a point for us to catch our breathe. I looked her in her eyes, and she was not scared to maintain eye contact anymore.
First obstacle out of the way.
I resumed the kissing, devouring each state in her mouth and using my tongue to wreck the capital.
My left hand went lower and grabbed her a** through her jean trousers, while my right hand followed suit, pinning her very close to me.
Her height was very suitable for me.
I broke the kiss and started kissing her all over. With each kiss brought a moan. That moan that could make a bat fly out in the day for no reason at all. I kissed her neck, her ear lobes, her nose, her lips, her jaw, her neck again, then very close to her bossoms.
The heat that both of us were generating alone could boil another water for poundo-yam. Poundo yam! Thank you poundo yam!
I squeezed her a** with my two hands, running them up and down that perfect sample.
My lips gripped her lower lip again, before my tongue delved into her mouth one more time. She moaned in my mouth, and I felt her hand resting on my bulge. I broke the kiss immediatelty at the shock, looked her in the eyes and saw the desire.
I took her hand and led her to my room.
I closed the door behind us and continued my rensacking of her properties, before a thought entered my head. I told her that I was coming and ran out to take her shoes from the front door. I did this incase my sister came out. I usually locked my room door if I was going out sometimes, so if she came to my room and found it locked, she’ld think we were’nt in the house anymore. She’d go outside to check, and she’d not find our shoes. That’ld show that we’d gone out. Now, the strategy was to keep my ears down for when her room door would open so that we’d keep our sounds down. Even if my mom came back, she’ld not notice a thing. *on my Michael Scofield shii*
I took my pam-sandals too, and rushed back to my room.
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