Reinhard pulls Rika close.
Wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her tightly against his chest. He gazes into her crimson eyes, seeing the longing that lurks within. With a tender smile, he leans in and captures her lips with his own.
He poured all his affection and comfort into as he felt her gripped the back of his shit.
Reinhard hands begin to roam over her back, caressing the curve of her spine and then her lower back. Slowly they moved down until they cupped her ass covered by black shorts. Reinhard squeezes the supple flesh, massaging it and pulling her hips flush against his own.
Rika melts into the kiss as her lips move back against his with the same passion. She wraps her arms around his neck before fingers begin gripping his hair. A soft needy moan escapes her throat, vibrating against his lips and sending a shiver down his spine.
How long had they had a moment to indulge each other like this?
