She slapped him, leaned down to his face, ghosting her lips above his, pulling his mouth up, making him chuckle when his hungry lips did not meet hers.
"Do you want to kiss, Fizzy?" She asked as she leaned back.
"Please, Manasa. Kiss me? Please?"
She slipped a palm behind his head and lifted him up, his face against her breasts. Her scent, her skin so close hypnotized his mouth. He sought to kiss her breasts, his eyes digging on the black top with creased eyes.
"Rip it off." She watched him struggle.
He looked at her and smiled, "as you say, Mansa." And with his thick palms ripped her top off, leaving just her bra on.
He whimpered needily at the sight of her big breasts peeking through her black bra. He looked up at her, "May I take it off too, Manasa?"
She smiled and suddenly pulled her face onto her covered nipple, "Kiss."
He whined and kissed through the bra, imagining her nipple in his mouth. The soft nibbles made her whimper and grind harder, her mind seeping liquids of pleasure.
He whimpered, his mouth opened wide, his tongue licked above her bra, his hands squeezing her breasts.
He soaked her bra, both sides. Her body tingled with pleasure and she leaned back as his slit tongue trailed down to her stomach, his hands holding her by her waist.
He kissed and licked her stomach. The pleasure so close to her groin aroused her.
Suddenly, leaned up and stood above him, staring down at him as she removed her skirt and her panties and rotated him against the headboard.
His throat tightened, his eyes fluttering. Slowly, he laid back, his head into the pillow and just waited until she was sitting on his face.
END OF THE WIP
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