Nikita
Dolby looked he had seen a ghost. The way I had drawn him close to my breasts was enough for his buddy to rise up and say hello.
He opened his mouth to object but everything about his body wanted this. "Ni- Nikita." He stuttered, trying to find the right defensive words to say. I did not let him finish talking. I got him to shut up by crashing my lips against his soft ones.
That must have done it for him because I felt all the tension he'd had, calm as he relaxed in the feeling of my lips against his. Even while deep into the kiss, I could not help but wonder if he was new to any of this. He seemed to be nervous about what to do or where to touch.
His hands moved to my waist and drew me closer against his hard. When my tummy came in contact with his clothed manhood, he gave a
