Meat market makeout

You feel encouraged that if this was wrong you were wrong in company. You look back into Albian's eyes as he extracts his lone finger. He hasn't glanced aside, you have his undivided attention and you panic under it. You know what you want to happen but lack the courage to overcome your inner turmoil. This was so fast but it felt so good. You wanted to be worthy of the gentle smile on his lips as he took you in through his brilliant turquoise eyes.

You felt only gratitude when the handsome Geri ball player made the decision for you. He leaned in and his soft lips met yours, tentatively at first. Your eyes closed automatically and your entire universe shrunk to just his soft lips gently probing your own. You don't remember your lips being so sensitive but you can feel every movement.

Soon the kiss became more firm and insistent. Albian leans into you and you accept his probing tongue into your mouth. The aggression is making your head fuzzy, all thoughts of stopping are impossible. You feel a hand on your waist pulling you even more into the man's embrace.

You hear a moaning coming from the general direction of Trilia and Paul, the two clearly blazing the trail that ever fiber of you wants to follow. You kiss back into Albian's lips greedily, urging him forward, willing him to take more of you. He complies eagerly, a quick shift of weight and you feel him on top of you now, the weight of his hips pressing your ass into the soft cushion. He supports the rest of his weight with one muscular arm while his other hand finds it's way through the cleavage of your robe and grasps a breast through your lacy bra. You let out your own moan through the kiss as his kneading tweaks your erect nipple.