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Hermione looked rampant as she led me into the bedroom. My lover helped towel dry my hair while Silas walked naked into the living room, returning moments later with a champagne bucket filled with ice, a bottle of Bollinger peeking out from inside, wrapped in a cloth, and three crystal flutes.
“I have a 10 a.m. office call with my biggest client tomorrow, Silas. I’ll have one glass only.”
“We have a car and driver who will chauffeur you anywhere in Hong Kong. Hermione and I will work around your schedule, my dear.”
As if to stifle any protest, Hermione cupped my breast, kneading it gently, thumbing across my solid, red nipple, reactivating me for more fucking. Her sultry eyes were tinted with a demure, loving expression that seduced me, overpowering my will to resist as she slipped her spare arm around my waist, gently clawing open my ass crack suggestively.
I was on a first date in a first kiss moment, and my hormones rampaged tsunami-like through my body, overwhelming every remaining inhibition. My heart rate was elevated, my palms felt icy cold, and every muscle twitched from an adrenaline overload. Hermione’s eyes mirrored my expression of wanton lust as I gasped for breath, feeling her kiss coming long before it did.
When her lips brushed against mine, residual hormones from my lover’s feast upon a hairy pussy assaulted me as though reporting back for duty, resurgent and magnified in intensity. Our kiss was bolero-like, born as an infant, blindly exploring, softly and gently, like two silken sheets passing one another on a light breeze.