CHAPTER 11 "WHAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT 5"

At that point, even though she had no real experience in kissing, Lara was able to accompany the fury of Joaquin's tongue and lips. And she could say that she enjoyed it because the way the young man claimed her lips deepened and became more dangerous.

For a while, they remained in that order and she did not complain.

Joaquin kissed her and she let the man in his way of claiming her lips. Until he seemed as if he was tired of his lips and he had already started to a path his kisses down. It was then that she let go of her hands because the young man was already busy exploring every curve and hidden part of her nakedness.

"I love your skin, Venus, you really are the goddess of beauty, because everything about you is really beautiful," Joaquin whispered to her before he bowed and planted a scorching kiss on her neck.

What the man did was the beginning of the next scorching scourge of his lips on her skin and all over her body.

He kissed even the most secret and most sensitive part of her body. And all of that was just allowed by Lara. Because even if she didn’t admit it, she knew she was so eager to have the fulfillment of everything the man was starting to do.

Lara answered with gentle growls and groans. In those moments there was only one thing she wanted to happen. Achieving and experiencing what Joaquin tells her is and would be the most satisfying sex experience of her life.

Soon she felt that Joaquin's mouth had reached her stomach.

"Oh, shit!" the only thing she let out when she seemed to run out of breath then took a series of breathing.

What she did cause her tummy to move like small waves on the shore. And that made a different effect on Joaquin's manhood.

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"OH sweetheart, you're slowly killing me with desire," Joaquin said as he saw the ripples of Venus's beautiful and smooth belly.

The longing he felt intensified because of what he saw.

And Venus.

A stunning goddess now lying on top of the bed covered with red satin sheets. He felt even aroused as he gazed intently at the woman's beauty as if it were a delicious meal served in front of him.

He knew this woman would not be the first he would have sex with.

In fact, he couldn't even count on his fingers how many times he had made a woman screamed in bed for inhuman fucking pleasure.

At the thought, Joaquin secretly laughed at himself.

He has slept with all kinds of women.

Beauty queens, models, celebrities, professionals, and young politicians.

And they are all the same. Beautiful, sexy, warm in bed. Great sex fans because of their aggressiveness. Each encounter promises a thirst-quenching, exhausting but unparalleled passion. Because of the call of heat and lust.

Because of the call of orgasm.

But in all of them, he didn’t feel what kind of feelings he had now for this woman.

For Venus.

Let's just say she's a stranger. A big part of his heart was screaming as if he wanted to take care of her.

He knew that Venus was not the first virgin woman he would claim. But as he said before, his goal is to make her experience the kind of sex that she will never forget.

Not because this is the first time Venus will do this.

But because it will be the most pleasurable of all.

He will make her come, as many times as he can.

She will cry out because of the unforgivable heat of happiness.

Venus will beg him for more. Countless times, because she still wants to reach the climax again, and his manhood will take the young lady there.

Even though Venus didn't want to remove the mask that covered half of her face, she knew she was so beautiful.

He wanted to kiss her incessantly. So that's what he did. He reclaimed her lips and without hesitation, the woman responded as well.

Again, he held Venus's hands.

He then placed them over her head as he remained claiming her red and very soft lips. He did not plan to stop. He was so aroused and in fact, he wanted to take her all already. But he also wanted to hear all the crazy noises that Venus's lips would make.

He wanted to make his mouth and lips travel many times over her soft, white, fragrant, and smooth skin. At that thought, he quickly registered in his mind the possible reaction of Venus as he did to her all that was planned in his mind now.

He felt the intense heat of desire draw in him and that once again had a profound effect on his manhood. Until he finally let go of his deep kiss with her.

Then his kiss fell on the young lady's neck. It was then that he began to smell her fragrant skin again.

The gentle breath that Venus released was music to his hearing. So, he lowered his kisses again. He did not let go of her hands. He pressed his body hard on the young lady's nakedness. Because he wants her to be like him, he wants to intensify Venus' desire for him.

Venus's nipples on both breasts were beautiful.

Blushing between red and pink and obviously inexperienced in all the vandalism he’s doing right now. Fresh.

Venus is a very fresh woman and that is what excites his manhood so much.

In a teasing way, he bent the tip of Venus' left breast. But first, he didn't lock it inside his hot mouth. Instead, he gently and tenderly caressed it with his scorching tongue.

“Oh! Joaquin!” Venus moaned in response to what he had done.

He glanced at the beautiful face of the strange woman he was destined to make happy. How many times he would be able to claim her, he did not know. But he was sure that tonight, it would not be just once.

He repeated what he had done before and Venus still reacted the same way. So, he repeated it, many times. Until her breathing became consecutive.

He did not let go of the woman's hands. He wanted to give Venus a more erotic feeling so he kept them on top of her head while he, in turn, continued the dramatic courtship on both of her breasts.

Moments after he seemed to be smearing scorching paint on both ends of Venus's small mountains, he decided to take possession of the tip of her right breast completely. At that point, he heard again what seemed to be her tempting moan because of what he had done.

"Mmmnnn, Joaquin, it's so good!" Venus moaned and then moved her body slightly.

The lust he felt intensified because of what the woman had done. Because she could not move her hands so only her body herself gave him a signal to convey to him how good the feeling, he's giving her was.