"I'm sorry Hawk, I should have not concluded right away," Simione's made way to clasped his two face and made him look at her. His gray reflected his wounded inside. Desiring to give him comfort, her taunting lips immediately find its way to his demanding entrance.
Hawk opened his mouth for her. How could he refuse his woman? He let her explore his wet delicious spaces and met her soft sweet tongue with his. They exchanged sweetness and love within. However, such sweet wet exchanges are something that cannot satisfy their hunger as in just few minutes of kissing Hawk's big hands were already aggressively feeling Simione's back, almost breaking and tearing her shirt while Simione's hands were all clasped at Hawk's neck, bringing him closer to her and encouraging to taste her more.
