Chapter 337 Chapter336-Like Dry Wood Meeting Fierce Fire, Ignited on Contact
Amelia's alluring lips pouted ever so slightly, a subtle gesture which John immediately met with a kiss.
On her tiptoes, she leaned in, offering her tender tongue that ventured into John's mouth.
John held the tip of her tongue delicately, savoring the sweetness, while she teasingly danced her tongue around his.
Even through the layers of their clothing, John could feel the softness of her chest pressing against him, stirring a warmth in his lower abdomen.
Amelia seemed to sense John's intense reaction, her tongue hesitated for a brief moment, but instead of pulling away, she clung tighter to him, as if to deeply feel the excitement she had provoked within him.
John greedily deepened the kiss, while his hand ventured underneath the hem of her long skirt, caressing her silky skin.
Ascending further, his fingers found the clasp of her bra.
With a deft tug, he undid it.
Amelia made a soft protesting sound and tried to wriggle away but didn't break free. John's hand continued to caress her bare back.
Suddenly, Amelia's hands, which were wrapped around John's waist, reached back to grasp his arms, causing him to pause both his caress and their intense kiss, leaving John momentarily bereft.
However, Amelia led John toward the large bed in his room, sitting at its edge.
As she began to remove her long skirt, she seemed to forget her bra was already unfastened.
The skirt pulled the bra slightly upward, causing her to hurriedly use the semi-removed skirt to shield herself while casting John a playful, reproachful glance.
Although the blush of her exposed skin lasted merely half a second, it was enough to shut down John's rational thought, willingly surrendering to instinctual desires.
John stepped closer, helping Amelia remove her entangled hands from the long skirt and tossing it aside.
She swiftly crossed her arms over her chest, covering her bra with a shy blush on her face.
Yet John's actions were undeterred, gently pulling her bra straps forward.
Her crossed arms kept the bra from sliding down any further, caught at the bend of her elbows.
John delicately grasped her porcelain-like arms, sliding them down and slightly lifting her elbows.
With minimal resistance, she extended her arms, allowing the light blue bra to slide off, revealing her rosy peaks to John once more.
Holding Amelia's wrists, John guided her arms behind her, accentuating the fullness of her chest.
He knelt down, pressing his face between her breasts, deeply inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin.
A soft pink blush began to spread across Amelia's otherwise pale complexion.
Lifting his gaze to meet hers, Amelia turned her head away slightly, her face lowered, her cheeks painted with a similar shade of blush.
John's eyes then returned to the twin rosy buds that stood firm and tense.
He gently laid Amelia down on the bed.
Holding one supple breast in his hand, he softly kneaded it.
Simultaneously, he opened his mouth and gently took one of the tender peaks between his lips, tugging upwards.
A soft moan escaped Amelia's lips as she cradled John's head with her hands.
As he continued teasing her with his tongue, her shoulders subtly writhed; her lips parted releasing soft sighs of pleasure.
Releasing the nipple from his grasp, the sudden coolness of the air made Amelia shiver lightly.
John's fingers took over from where his tongue left off, gently pinching the tender buds.
His lips trailed kisses down the soft contours of her chest, occasionally tasting her creamy skin with the tip of his tongue.
When he reached her navel, Amelia's abdomen involuntarily flinched as if ticklish.
John's hand slid further down, hooking onto the sides of her panties, beginning to pull them down gently.
As the safety shorts slid down incrementally, the similarly colored blue lace panties were subtly revealed.
John pulled Amelia's shorts down from both sides of the waistband, his fingers brushing her cool buttocks.
She arched her hips slightly, allowing John to smoothly slide the shorts down, revealing her toned thighs.
Bending her legs, she stretched out her ankles.
John grasped the bottom of her shorts, effortlessly removing them.
John then turned his attention to the remaining tiny blue underwear.
To him, despite its beauty, it now stood as an obstruction.
However, Amelia suddenly stood up, pulling John to his feet, and in one swift motion, pushed him onto the bed. She then leaned down to kiss his lips.
John ventured his tongue into her mouth, exploring.
She gently nibbled the tip of his tongue, sucking it briefly.
Releasing his tongue, she began to lightly bite his lips.
Suddenly, Amelia pulled away from John's lips, swiftly undoing the buttons of the shirt he wore.
John cooperatively raised his arms, allowing her to help him remove his top.
Then, as if to sweetly retaliate, Amelia began to trace the same path on John's body that he had on hers, using her cool cherry lips to mimic the affectionate gestures he had bestowed upon her.
John placed his hands behind his head, looking down, observing...
He cherished this sensation.
Historically, John had predominantly been the initiator, the one to bring such a unique pleasure to his beloved.
But now, he was experiencing that very sensation firsthand...
Amelia's delicate fingers gently roved, exploring John's bare torso.
Her soft lips slowly glided over John's chest, settling on a small prominence on his left side.
She enveloped it with her supple lips, using her agile tongue to tease it playfully...
While John reveled in the moist warmth and teasing, he was simultaneously tickled by the coolness of her breath.
Simultaneously, on the other side, Amelia used the fingertips of her left hand to alternately caress John's right chest.
Occasionally, she would use the gaps between her fingers to pinch and tug delicately.
John's muscles tensed, seriously resisted this complex feeling, he wanted to dodge, but did not want to give up that soft skin touch, wanted to bear, but difficult to resist that deep into the heart of the tickle.
After a long time, Amelia finally let go of John's chest, but stretched out her tongue and slipped down the center line of John's body, tickling sensation, once again let John tense his muscles ...
Amelia's small, soft, boneless hand, I don't know when has explored down, fingers in that has long been propped up into a tent of the edge of the huge dragon, through the pants back around.
As Amelia's tongue reached just below her navel and was about to touch the waist of her pants, she lifted off the tent that had prevented her tongue from running, and John's dragon popped out abruptly, directly exposed to the cool air.
Amelia's dexterous tongue, easily bypassed the erect dragon in the center, and gently rubbed her cheek there, then continued to slowly slide the tip of her tongue up John's inner thighs while she used her hands to pull down all of John's pants and toss them aside.
John felt like he was about to explode, instinct drove John and wanted to make a straight up move.
However John had just bent over to sit up when Amelia pushed him back down so that he was once again lying on his back on the pillows and she leaned down to give him a shallow peck on the lips with a sweet and flirtatious smile.
From her watery, tantalizing red lips, she gently spat out, "Don't you move ..."
Amelia's hair then swept all the way from the side of John's face again, past John's chest to his lower abdomen ...
Suddenly, her hand gripped John's hideously large cock directly, and then John felt his cock being wrapped in a full wet heat.
He couldn't help but let out a cry of comfort.
Lifting his head, John saw Amelia jerking John's hard-on with her hand while she gulped and slurped the head of her cock into her mouth.
In the warm wetness of her touch, John could feel the curl and flick of her tongue more clearly.
Soon, Amelia's movements slowed down and made a move to pull off her tiny underwear.
She lifted herself up to straighten her back and slowly straddled John, and the next moment there was a sweet moan that could almost make anyone lose their mind outright.
"Uhhhh ..."
John could almost feel the deep folds of Amelia's pink labia, secreting mucus just enough to make the huge dragon slide smoothly all the way up to the depths.
Amelia's body was soft, directly lying down on John's body, John felt her blazing internal temperature at the same time, but at the same time, he greatly enjoyed the intimacy of this skin close to the skin.
The corner of his mouth slightly hooked up a touch of charming arc, steeply pushed his waist upward, Amelia lightly trembled, and her mouth exclaimed in shock ...
"Mmm ah ... too big ... so comfortable ..."
"It's being stretched it ... baby ... love me ..."
Amelia struggled to hold herself up, the two small reddish buds on her chest just laying out so naked in front of John.
John arched his back and stretched his head forward, wanting to lick these tantalizing grapes, Amelia saw John's movements and leaned down closer so that John could take a better bite ...
The subtle movements of the two of them send a gush of friction and squirming through their lower bodies ...
Amelia braced herself, lying on John, began to slowly swing her body back and forth, John also began to follow the rhythm of the upward push his waist, Amelia twisted the upturned hips, one by one to meet John, chest breast waves also followed the regular sway up.
It was like the most beautiful scenery in the world ...
"Mmmm ... ah ... John ... love me harder ... "
"Ahhhh ... too good ..."
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