Owen's well-build body pushed over Cristina to sink down on the bed. His rough kiss prevented her from speaking. As he saw her become silent, he started tasting her body with his tongue.

His fingers of right hand were touching her private parts over the panties. The impetus was making her body distort. He undressed her bra, then sucked her left nipple while his left hand were wrapping the other side of her breast.

His fingers of his waright hand were keeping plunging under the panties. "Owen…" She was writhing and was biting her finger to try not to groan. "Let me hear your voice." He whispered and pushed his cock within a boxer shorts against her genital.

"No…" She moaned, it was unconcealed she was losing her control. "Are you sure?" He held up one of her legs higher, then dipped his finger to her cunt, deeper. Moreover, he moved it up and down. "Aw…" Her sensual voice was no longer restrainable.

"Now what do you want me to do?" His thumb of his left hand was tracing her lips. "Take…take off my panties." "Good." He pushed her clitoris. "Oh, aaw…!" She gasped. He threw her panties on the floor. She became completely naked.

"You're beautiful." He held her and kissed her lips, eagerly. He put off his shorts as well, then quickly opened a package of a rubber and put it at once. Then, he immersed himself deeply into her.

She cried, feeling a mixture of pleasure and a pain. The pain made her feel as if her body had split into two parts. Simultaneously, she equally felt the fulfillment of rewarding the conduct she had never expected to deserve. Tears were running down her cheeks.

They peered at each other, without stroking, in silence. Her fingers were on his cheeks, ensuring his existence. "This is more than I have ever dreamed." She muttered. Wordlessly, he licked her tears. Then he started thrusting, moderately. She tried to adjust to his movement.

"I usually prefer to do fiercely, but tonight, I wanna make you feel." His whispering voice including a sound of a breath made her cunt tight up. "Now you are making me feel." He said, breathlessly.

He wrapped her breast and put his tongue into her mouth. Their kiss were detachable. Remaining kissing, he took out his hand from her breast, then he clung his bare chest onto her breasts, directly. His hands were pushing the backsides of her thighs to make his cock bury more and more. That made her quiver.

Neither of them couldn't come at that moment after all, however, they were relishing their each presence. She was resting her head on his arm. "Am I dreaming?" She whispered. "No, this is actually happening." He gently caresses her waist over a blanket and kissed her head.

"Cristina, how did you remember me?" He was curious. "I…found your picture…senior picture…" "All right! You keep it?" That made him happy. "Yeah, I used to take it with me wherever I go, keeping in a purse. " "How nice." He smiled.

"Owen, you changed a lot, I couldn't recognize you at first…but your beautiful blue eyes and fluffy blonde hair…they are invariable. What is more, you were handsome at that time, and you're more handsome these days."

"Cristina…" That made him smile. He couldn't stop touching her. "Honestly, I'm not sure if I still keep your senior picture…" "Oh, forget about it, that was terrible, I look terrible, just throw it away." She was embarrassed.

"Ha-ha, no…I like both of you- a subdebutante one and a sophistication one…both of you are attractive, but I really didn't expected you would grow in such a woman…" His sight of her was very tender.

"By the way, are you all right now? You were reluctant to stay tonight and looked very nervous. You were also crying…don't you like having a sex?" He asked her, considerably. "Well…" It seemed she was unwilling to answer. "Tell me, Cristina." He held her hand.

"I…don't want to do it thoughtlessly…" "OK, me, too. But what are you afraid of?" "Owen…" "You can talk to me." He looked her eyes. "I…had a…a…miscarriage once…" "Oh." She could read his facial expression was changed.

"I'm sorry to hear that…but…does it mean you were involved with someone?" Cristina saw a jealousy in his eyes.