No, get up in her face

Give her spit back.

You hock your neck & fire. As predicted, the thug back pedals, giving you a moment to charge & embrace her, holding on to her neck & waist. Before she can say 'get off' you seal her mouth with a kiss.

"OOOH!" the crowd says.

Instinctively, you run your fingers through her hair & bury your tongue deep & wide. Fen can't help but return the lip lock. She holds your weight with ease & pokes your chest with her nipples, but that doesn't mean she likes holding you. She quickly finds a corner & rams you into it. Less than full **** thankfully.

Must've taken her breath away.

She takes your breath away with a short jab to the side. You puff out, straight into her face. As her hammering fists batter your body, you lock eyes & hear the grunts that come with every hit.