A simple kiss gradually became somewhat out of control.
A surge of evil fire came straight from the coccyx, reaching the lower abdomen and reaching the depths of the heart.
Manuel and Britney reluctantly parted from each other, their foreheads touching, their breaths becoming rapid. With ink-black eyes, Manuel gazed at the lips that had been stained red by themselves, the misty eyes on their beautiful face, and their gaze grew even deeper.
"I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to control myself!"
The voice was soft and gentle, like the most intoxicating wine, like the most melodious love words from a lover. It unintentionally stirred the heart; such a voice was truly captivating.
Britney thought that such a sound was simply poison!
"Britney..." a sweet whisper.
"Um..." Britne
