Alfred slowly advanced onto Nataliya. The American’s usual carefree cocky smile was gone and a morphed smirk was planted on his lips as he moved in loser to her; his eyes were a combination of lust and something very predatory. Nataliya gulped, he wanted her just as much as she did and while her hormones were dictating to her that she needed his body right then and there they didn’t cloud over her deep seeded need to be the one in control. Without hesitation she launched herself onto Alfred slamming their mouths together, wrapping her legs around his waist, and tangled her hands into his golden blonde hair. He stumped backwards into the front door and his glasses fell off his face obscuring his vision. He moved his hands so that they were on her thighs high up near her butt and underneath the summer dress she wore; it had the convenience of supporting her as she passionately explored his mouth with her tongue and easier access to her more private areas.
Nataliya pulled their mouths apart gripping Alfred’s face in her hands and looking down into his eyes, a string of salvia connected their mouths. She practically growled grinding her hips against his body and moved in to kiss him deeply again. She was unable to form words and hopped that her rutting and humping was sending the desired message to him. She needed him deep inside of him, she needed his body on hers, their sweat mingling, limbs entwined—it didn’t matter if he wasn’t her brother. All that mattered was that he was male and fully able to satisfy the needs and desires she had brewing in her body. Alfred moved forward causing the two of them to fall onto the floor of the entry way. Belarus’s legs parted and America’s right knew rested between them as he moved his hands to slide the neckline of her dress down exposing her perfect perky breasts beneath her white lacy bra, there was the sound of fabric tearing as he pushed the neckline farther down and ripped through the bra. Normally Nataliya would be quite furious with something of hers being destroyed but she just needed him and his body so much that she ignored it opting to crush their mouths together driving her tongue even father into his mouth panting and growling.
A hand moved up her thigh taking hold of her undergarments, she lifted up her hips allowing him an easier time with getting her underwear off. Alfred jerked his hands down taking the panties fully off of her legs and carelessly tossed them over his shoulder and he tucked his head under the hem of her dress finding her labia and with the width of his tongue liked the full length of the slit. Nataliya gasped lifting the hem of her dress and folding it up over her stomach so that she could see him golden hair there between her legs. He looked up at her (eyes out of focus) and smirked as two of his fingers entered her body already wet with the anticipation of him. Her eye lids became heavy as she watched him biting her lip and shifted her hips down so that his fingers were driven even deeper into her body. She gasped as he removed his fingers and in a way that she may find vulgar at another time under other circumstance stuck his fingers coated in her juices into his mouth slowly licking them off, deciding that it tasted rather good and dove down between her legs again this time using the tip of his tongue from her vagina to her clitoris.
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Nataliya pulled their mouths apart gripping Alfred’s face in her hands and looking down into his eyes, a string of salvia connected their mouths. She practically growled grinding her hips against his body and moved in to kiss him deeply again. She was unable to form words and hopped that her rutting and humping was sending the desired message to him. She needed him deep inside of him, she needed his body on hers, their sweat mingling, limbs entwined—it didn’t matter if he wasn’t her brother. All that mattered was that he was male and fully able to satisfy the needs and desires she had brewing in her body. Alfred moved forward causing the two of them to fall onto the floor of the entry way. Belarus’s legs parted and America’s right knew rested between them as he moved his hands to slide the neckline of her dress down exposing her perfect perky breasts beneath her white lacy bra, there was the sound of fabric tearing as he pushed the neckline farther down and ripped through the bra. Normally Nataliya would be quite furious with something of hers being destroyed but she just needed him and his body so much that she ignored it opting to crush their mouths together driving her tongue even father into his mouth panting and growling.
A hand moved up her thigh taking hold of her undergarments, she lifted up her hips allowing him an easier time with getting her underwear off. Alfred jerked his hands down taking the panties fully off of her legs and carelessly tossed them over his shoulder and he tucked his head under the hem of her dress finding her labia and with the width of his tongue liked the full length of the slit. Nataliya gasped lifting the hem of her dress and folding it up over her stomach so that she could see him golden hair there between her legs. He looked up at her (eyes out of focus) and smirked as two of his fingers entered her body already wet with the anticipation of him. Her eye lids became heavy as she watched him biting her lip and shifted her hips down so that his fingers were driven even deeper into her body. She gasped as he removed his fingers and in a way that she may find vulgar at another time under other circumstance stuck his fingers coated in her juices into his mouth slowly licking them off, deciding that it tasted rather good and dove down between her legs again this time using the tip of his tongue from her vagina to her clitoris.