I felt his hand flow to my ass as he brought his lips closer to mine, and kissed me hard. Our bare chests touching as we kissed so deeply me head race..., and my body weakened. I felt him turn us so my back was to the bed, but so totally lost in his kiss and the feeling of his strong body, I didn’t notice. Our hearts pounded together, lost in what seemed forever. His hand moved to the front of my jeans that were not fully buttoned. I moaned softly into the kiss feeling our hearts beat faster. I. “N-no, Sonya, don’t… Give me a break…!”The saliva coming from the criminal’s mouth conveyed his sorry state, but the choice of his words was almost…fateful. Sonya was on the cusp of doing it- killing her bitter enemy. And she was wet. “Okay.” CRACK!The sound of death was mixed with a soft moan coming from the female combatant, a consequence of erotic pleasure derived from the act of murder. She took revenge for the death of her partner, and did so on a man who had an erection thinking he could. But, I couldnt resist, and even with my guilty conscience, I immediately grabbed her, wrapping my arms around her waist, and kissed her, pushing my tongue past her lips, and swiveling it rhythmically in sync to hers. We made out for almost an hour, and though I had no release from it, I still enjoyed it way more than I should have. The climax of this experience was when I felt Lanie touch my dick, which, had been hard the minute she popped the question, Miles, do you wanna make-out?. And her. I light breeze past by which sent shivers through my body instantly causing my nipples to become hard. A second wave of shivers came when I felt Coles lips touch mine. Because I had my eyes shut all of my other senses seemed me heightened. Cole’s lips were soft and inviting, his cologne was drawing me further in, and his hands that were holding my head ever so slightly which made my pussy wet. Cole whispered with a stern yet sweet voice to take off my panties and sit down with my arms above my.