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    ThE RING MASTER part2

     

    “Hey, there they are!” We hear from behind us and Carmen starts laughing and grabs my hands and we started running again. We ran and ran not knowing where I was going, then I see I’m near my apartment, so I pulled Carmen towards my place.

     

    “My place is right here, come on!” I say. We get in the building close the door and we see the pigs running past us… we were cleared. I start going up the stairs and she follows. I open the door we get in and I closed it behind us. I am breathing hard; I’m exhausted from all the fucking running. I am resting on the door. Closing my eyes trying to process everything that just happen. She’s danger… I’ve been shot at too many times today and I’m still alive. She’s resting on the wall next to me. I open my eyes and look at her and she does the same. She starts laughing

     

    “This is funny to you”

     

    “Yes!… I love this feeling… I know you do too… I saw it in your eyes… you like this” We are close to each other and I swear to god I can feel her.

     

    “You are right…” I look at her up and down “I love this feeling” I smile cockily… I knew I was coming back to my real self soon. I’m cool!. I lick my lips. She moves, so she’s in front of me, our bodies pressed together, our noses playing games, but we don’t kiss. She’s looking at my lips biting hers. But I don’t move. I want her to want me. Then she bits my lower lip and pulls it away. I still don’t move. I can feel her getting impatient. Her breathing gets harder and her hands go for my hair pulling on it and she licks my lips. I can’t take it no more and grab her face and pull her towards me, hard. We kissed like if our life’s depended on it, tongues dancing with each other and I was so turned on I couldn’t take it. I started walking towards my room, but we were too close pressed against each other, so I couldn’t walk that good. I pulled her up, so she was now on me, so I could walk. My door was closed, so we bumped on it. Carmen laughs. Her back is on the door. Her hands that are on my hair pull me towards her neck, wanting me to kiss her there. I do and she starts moaning and breathing harder. I bite her a little and she likes it… maybe a little too much, because her hands pull we harder against her when I do that. This is just too much for me. I keep doing this, I know I’m gonna come and she’s not even touching me where I want. Then she pulls my head up so we can kiss again. She kissed me so hard I swear to god it hurt a little. She sucked on my lips, on my cheeks, everywhere. Her legs, which are wrapped in my ass, pulled me closer to her making us both moan.

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