Eleny was stung. She even groaned at Garl, loving all the pats and strokes of love that cradled her. As Garl bit her earlobe, he spread his kiss to her cheek. She had discovered something new, and she wanted to dig into it again and again.
When their lips met, Eleny seemed to feel herself swallowing all the love. The hot drunkenness seemed to fill her throat and all her mouth cavity helplessly, urging her breath to choke with love. Eleny's eyes were closed as she kissed Garl, colliding in a voracious and very sweet voracious appetite.
The roof of her mouth was in control, as was the base of her throat demanding. Eleny seemed to be getting disappointed when Garl stopped releasing her lips. But not long after that, the woman grimaced with joy.
