Roselyn's lips were so soft they almost felt unreal—pliant and responsive, molding perfectly to mine with every tilt of her head.
When I sucked gently on her lower lip, she whimpered, the noise muffled but needy, and her hips rolled once against me in instinctive response, grinding the soaked seam of her shorts right along the hardness of my penis.
The friction sent a sharp jolt through me; my dick throbbed painfully, thickening fast, straining toward the wet heat I could feel soaking through her clothes and into mine.
Her lips were so sweet, I feared I'd take a bite, if only it won't hurt her...
Nevertheless, I couldn't resist it; I still took a small bite, catching her plump lower lip gently between my teeth and tugging just enough to stretch it before releasing.
She gasped sharply into my mouth, the sound turning into a broken, needy moan that spilled hot against my tongue.
