«Mmmh… y-you're so good at kissing, Jace — almost better than when you fuck…»
The wet sound of our tongues tangling and our lips smacking with every movement fills the air.
Melania moans and whimpers like my cock's buried inside her, and yet we're only kissing — it's all thanks to Mrs. Lunsford's tips.
Well… she asked me to treat her like she's my girlfriend today… and what's more couple-like than making out hard, hidden away in a park as the sun goes down?
Even though, to be honest, we've been kissing since the moment we got here, and our lips still haven't parted once.
No sex, no blowjobs or anything filthy — just one long, endless, romantic kiss while we lean against a wall.
And I have to admit, I'm starting to enjoy keeping this farce up with her, especially seeing how hard Melania has thrown herself into the role of the cuddly, lovestruck girlfriend.
