บท 161: Counter Play (R-18)

One way or another they lost both their clothings. Their bodies rubbed against each other sensually, making them moan.

The bathroom had a quaint counter only about a meter long. Kylo gently placed her on a side, opening her supple thighs so he could snugly fit between her legs.

All this time, their mouths had never parted and her soft arms wrapped around his neck. Similarly, his strong arms made sure they were flushed together, so as to not waste a single millisecond of intimacy. 

Her softness against him made him rock hard, and he made sure she felt it by rubbing his thick rock-hard length against her wet folds, his balls squishing against her plump skin.

They moaned as they grinded against each other with Kylo temporarily parting with her lips as relished the taste of her bare skin as he grinded.

"Hmmm~ oh, Kylo… ha… you're so… hot.. hngggg~" Khalifa, whose mouth was now free from his overbearing lips and tongue, mewled loudly.