Peach Trap(1/10)

Peach Trap

The evening breeze mixed with the smell of hot soup,

On the grass beside the rockery,

Alvin deftly kisses Nicole's pink lips,

The kiss was so deep and frantic that Nicole's breath began to chaotic,

Dizzy, panting,

The trembling body turned from panic to softness,

The small tip of the tongue responded enthusiastically to Alvin's entanglement,

Without leaving a gap, the hot and humid tongue still kept sucking the tiny cloves,

I tasted the aroma of wine in my mouth, the faint fragrance, and I was almost breathless when I was kissed,

Nicole's little hands,

The weeds that stretched along Alvin's abdomen

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