Yuri’s lips were still locked with Rosetta’s as his hand gently stroked her femininity up and down, feeling her warm wetness against his fingers and palm. Her body squirmed in response to tell him of his pleasing touch, and even more so when he heard her sexy low moans. Their breaths mingled as they kissed, pausing only a few heartbeats before tasting each other’s lips again. And again.
His hand did not stop caressing her center, teasing the now swollen bud. He pressed it to not let her have her release yet, as he wanted to prolong her pleasure. He hoped he could do it though.
His fingers touched her entrance, longing to be there but he could not at this time. His manhood jerked in his pants, yearning to be buried deep inside her. But he would not. Not yet. He told himself over and over
