Okay, maybe, Islinda was a tiny bit scared of Valerie in this state. She gasped out as he pushed her into a tree, the bark pressing into her back while his mouth eagerly covered hers.
They have been making out for a while now and Islinda was losing wind of time and her mind. Perhaps, it might have to do with the fact that the both of them were alone in the forest and nobody would venture this far. This was their little paradise.
She moaned when his tongue pushed into her mouth again, sweeping against hers and heightening the ache between her legs. Valerie already branded her with his taste; the way his tongue moved with hers was all she was aware of. Her breast was squashed against his chest, the friction of her nipples against his skin filling her with a need that thrilled and frightened her at the same time. Nonetheless, she welcomed it all, matching his passion.
