She melts

She melted into his arms and his mouth, returning the kiss passionately, yet innocently. He opened his mouth and flicked his tongue across her delicate lips; she kept kissing him with her lips closed. Dante thrust harder with his tongue and pierced through her lips, tickling her tongue. She gasped and rolled her tongue around, delighting in the new sensations in her mouth. He knew that she had never kissed a man in passion before, and he secretly thrilled at seducing this beautiful, innocent creature.

He paid a lot of attention to kissing her, letting her soak up the desire he felt for her. He kissed her lips, her face, and her neck. Jenna moaned her own passion. He stroked her side, delighting in the feel of her soft skin beneath his rougher hands. His arm dragged across her belly, somtimes pushing up into the bottoms of her full breasts. He slowly caressed higher on her side, and moved slightly into the area of the side of her tit. With the higher touching, he started to let his forearm occasionally barely glance across her nipples. She continued to coo at his fondling of her body and his kissing. The material of her dress tickled her breasts and her gradually hardening nipples.

Jenna felt waves of sensations she had never experienced before pass over her skin. Dante's kisses enflamed her body, and his touches excited a deeply repressed part of her. She caressed his back and ran her fingers through his shaggy hair. The only thing else she could do was moan and gasp.

Dante kissed her right where her neck joined her shoulder, letting his tongue flick on her skin frequently. He moved his hand to her other shoulder, making sure to gently cross her breast and nipple in the process. His fingers played across her skin and tugged at the neck opening of her dress. She pulled his head back up to her face and captured his lips again in a deep kiss. She was learning fast, and she ran her tongue across his lips, which he immediately opened to let her enter his mouth. He sucked gently to pull her tongue in, and played with it using sinuous movements of his tongue. He slowly move his hand back to her belly, barely touching her breast again.

His teasing payed off as Jenna grabbed his hand and placed it firmly on her ripe tit. He squeezed it gently, eliciting a deep groan from her throat. He rubbed his fingers all over it, paying careful attention to not touching her turgid nipple through the thin fabric. She made a plaintive moan into his mouth. Her deep kiss became frantic in its desire to excite his mouth and tongue. Finally, he stroked across her nipple with more than a slight pressure. She gasped.

"You have me on fire, Dante," she whispered through her heavy breathing. He put his hand back on her shoulder and slid in under the neck of her dress. His fingers were amazed with the smoothness of the flesh of her chest. He moved lower and caressed her tit again, this time with no barrier of material. Jenna's moans got louder and deeper. When his fingers tweaked the nipple, she shrieked her delight and sucked air into her lungs.