Farewell kiss

After that episode.

As I heard him talking about babies and family, I laughed. "Babies?" I asked sarcastically.
"Babies, yes. Babies, yours and mine, "he said as he touched my cheek.
"I'll give birth to someone else's child, but not yours, Paul," I said, scornfully.
"What exactly do you mean? "You don't like it when I'm in your body?" Paul asked.
No, I said "Paul, no. It will irritate me ".
What makes you think I'd like it? Why?
"I'm not going to let you have any man's babies," Paul said, clutching my neck. He shouted, "You don't want me to be a part of your body, why?"
I couldn't help but smile when I saw him that way.
"But I'll delve inside your soul softly," he replied. "And if somebody gets in the way, I'm going to chop them," he added aggressively, "Even my mom".
He tore my pants and put his immense manhood inside me after saying this.

"Ahh," I grumbled, biting my lower lip in agony.
When he began his fast pace, tears welled up in my eyes. Even the car began to bounce.
Why have you abandoned me, Mom? Why didn't God take me along with you? He simply allowed me to live here so that I could see how one can abuse someone who loves him.

Every inch of her was consumed by him. It's overflowing with his groans.
"Elena," Paul murmured, closing his eyes in pleasure.
I pressed my lips together, knowing that I had no choice but to accept him. I shifted my gaze to him. I could see his pleasure on his face. Did you really feel the same way when you were with Nikita? Did you compel her the same way you compelled me? I smirked as I caressed his face. You won't be able to find me after this night, Paul. I will never come to you.

"Elena," Paul said pleasantly. "Did you enjoy it as much with Nikita as you do with me? Have you kissed Nikita in the same way you've kissed me? " I asked, smiling.
Paul slowed his pace and opened his eyes when he heard me.
"Do you still believe I slept with Ron?" I asked again.
He slowed his pace even more than he had been. He had a lot of questions and was perplexed in his eyes. I grinned and said it again, "I've never kissed these lips before, right Paul?" I stroked his lips while speaking.

From Paul's perspective.
Elena asked me questions in an odd way. What's the matter with her? I dragged her up onto my lap and sat her down gently. Elena, on the other hand, bit her lips sensually. She'd never made a facial expression like that before. Is she all right?

"Elena," I quietly uttered, her name. But she was still caressing my lips with her fingertips, as if she couldn't hear what I was saying. I ran my fingers through her silky, smooth hair and pulled her to face me.
I murmured, "Elena," but she kissed me instead. I was both shocked and surprised at the same moment.
Is this a dream? Am I too drunk or high?
Does this mean that she likes me? Is she as devoted to me as I am to her?
She desires me in the same way that I desire her. My heart swelled with happiness. I kissed her in response. But she suddenly took a lighter touch on my manhood.
While kissing her, I opened my eyes. Despite the fact that her eyes were closed, she was trying to jump on me. Her appearance drew my attention. For the first time, she jumped on me. I clung to her even tighter.
After a brief moment, we devoured each other. Because of my pace, her body was bouncing in a rhythmic pattern. God! her moans! She is so sweet.
To glimpse her face, I raised my head. Her eyes were closed. Elena has long, beautiful lashes. I kissed her passionately and caressed her cheek. I adjusted my position and placed her beneath me, savoring a mouthful of her devoted breast. She clutched my hair and moaned. I don't want to come to a halt. This is something I'd like to hold in my palm.
I'm overjoyed tonight. I'd like to suck her smooth skin, soft lips, and entire body. She arched her back and asked for more at every step I took. That made me crazier.
"Huf! huf," we mingled our dripping wetness.When I looked at Elena, her eyes were closed, so I placed a kiss on her closed eyelids and said, "I'm sorry if I've offended you, but why do you appear to hate me so much? Is it my fault that your mother died? If you give me some time, I'll take you away from my evil mother ",.
As I said this, I ejaculated for the last time.
"Ahhh," I breathed while I rested my head on her shoulder. For the sake of pleasure, I was gently closing my eyes. You are, without a doubt, my favorite sleeping spot. I'm not sure when my eyes gradually closed. But I was in a state of bliss.

After a few moments,
I opened my eyes. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and humming a poem that had previously been recited by Mom.
Suddenly, the surroundings began to light up slowly. So it'll be dawn soon. I lowered my voice.
He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I tried to loosen his grip.
Ahh! In anguish, I closed my eyes. My back muscles and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently rested his head on the seat and smiled at him.
"Paul," I quietly called his name.

"Do you know how much I love you?" I added. "But now it's irrelevant to me," I said as I stroked his hair. "Are you sure you love me?" "Then you gave me the ability to hurt you too," I kissed him on the lips as I said this.
I got out of the car naked after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn't feel any pain. The stain on my back had already turned black and crimson.
I made my way to my room. Outside, it's already light.

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