Aimee frowned in disapproval of the way Lazarus teased her by asking her back, using the same question she asked the man before. Lazarus could read that Aimee would protest any minute, so before their mood was ruined because Aimee was getting angry, he bent his body to silence Aimee with a kiss.
His left hand moved to squeeze Aimee's breast. His kiss slowly descended into a small bite that left many red marks all over the girl's upper body.
"Lazarus, don't leave any red marks on my body!" Aimee protested.
Lazarus just nodded, then touched Aimee's core with his hand, and Aimee moaned again. It was only when he felt that Aimee was wet enough, he slowly thrusted his penis into Aimee's vagina.
"Lazarus… it hurts!"
"Sorry, I'll take it more slowly."
Aimee took a deep breath, feeling difficult to breathe. The stinging sensation on her lower part made Aimee want to scream.
