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"I know what you are" ((Me and Wrath))

Ravel locks Leila into a longer kiss. A moment passes and he helps her onto her feet. Once they were both standing, he leads her onto the bed. They sit on the bed, his arm slides down to her hip as he keeps hold of her.
 
Leila stood as he helped her to her feet. She looked at him as she sat down on her bed, she felt his hand on her hip and she looked up at him. She looked at him and she moved her lips to his and kissed him once more.
 
His right hand rubs across her cheek and he kisses her again. His hand on her hip slides back up to her shoulder. The hand now on her shoulder nudges at the strap of her blouse, nudging it off. Slowly he tries to unravel her body from her pitch-black dress.
 
Leila continued to kiss him back. The hand on her cheek felt nice. She was a little surprised when she felt his hand pulling the shoulders of her dress down and she flinched a little but soon relaxed. She pulled away from the kiss and looked down for a moment and looked back at him. Her hands had some how found their way to the bottom of his shirt. She pulled up, begining to pull it up over his head.
 
Ravel removes his hands and moves them to his neck. He unbuttons the top buttons near his neck so she could remove his shirt more easily. Once the buttons were undone, he lifts his arms to give her a hand in removing his shirt. A moment passes and the shirt is thrown to the right side of the bed. He lowers his arms and pulls down the left strap of her blouse.
 
Leila pulled off his shirt. She looked down and blushed a little as she admired his fit torso. She felt him pull the strap of her blouse down, the dress being held up by her shoulders. She looked up at him and kissed him again.
 
Ravel continues to attempt to remove her dress from the top down. He pulls the straps down her arms, curling back her sleeves. He returns her kiss, with more strength. His face was tinted with a slight blush. His right hand crawls up to her bosom and tugs at her dress. The black dress tears a bit.
 
Leila felt his hand pull her shirt down from the front. When she heard the tear she moved her arms back and undid the strings so it became loose around her.
 
Ravel bites his lower lip to stop his smile. A second passes and he kisses her deeply. He tugs at the top again; this nudge causes her right breast to slip outward. In a quick motion, Ravel takes hold of her bosom with his right hand. He squeezes her breast and massages it a little roughly. Within a few more seconds, he pulls on the other side of her top and fully reveals her left breast. Once her left breast was revealed, he nudges her down onto the bed with him.
 
Leila kissed him back when he claimed her lips once more. She felt his hand pull on her dress and her breasts begin to show. His hand massaged one roughly and she closed her eyes and let out a gasp. When she felt the nudge, she laid back on the bed. She looked up at him and her hands ran up and down his torso.
 
Ravel keeps Leila locked within the kiss. His left hand still firmly kneading her left breast. He massages her in a clockwise pattern. He breaks from the kiss and frees her breast only to replace his hand with his mouth. His lips take hold of her breast and he sucks lightly at the nipple.
 
Leila closed her eyes as he continued to kiss her. She kissed him make, letting out groans into the kiss. When he pulled away and began to suckle on her nipple. She moaned softly and looked down at him with a blush.
 
Ravel suckles her nipple playfully, teasing her with his tongue. He casually massages her right breast as his left hand slid her dress further downward. The black dress only rested now at her hips, with a simple hip shake from Leila they would be gone.
 
Leila groaned softly as he teased and lapped at her nipple. She felt her dress sliding lower and lower down her body. She closed her eyes and shook her hips a little and the dress slid down to just above her womanhood. She was a chaste women, the most she had really done with another man was a peck on the cheek and lips. If she had not been drunk, she probably would not be doing this.
 
Ravel smothers his face within Leila’s bosom, freeing her nipple. He moves his head back upward to face her eye to eye. Once they see eye to eye, he locks her within another kiss. His left hand slides down her stomach, rubbing her softly. With his right hand, he sluggishly attempts to remove his pants.
 
Leila looked at him when he looked into her eyes. She kissed him back, feeling his hands moving down her stomach. She kissing him deeply, her tongue moving into his mouth.
 
Ravel greets her tongue with his and swirls around her. His right hand loosens his pants and he slides them down, kicking them off once they reach low enough. While he was squirming out of his pants, he lowers his left hand to her nether regions. The hand squirms around and brushes lightly against her clit.
 
Leila groaned into the kiss and closed her eyes. She kissed him back softly and she could feel him moving ontop of her taking off his pants. She felt his hand rubb a place she had never knew existed. She moaned softly and gasped , getting wet.
 
Ravel continues to kiss her, growing rougher with each passing moment. He brushes over her clit; his fingers then brush against the folds of her lower lips. A second passes and he slips his middle finger inside of her cunt. He wiggles his finger from left to right.
 
Leila groaned into the kiss, feeling him grow rougher with her. She felt his finger moving side her. She moaned softly as he pushed his finger inside slowly and began to move it about in her. She closed her eyes and pulled away from the kiss moaning.
 
Ravel continues to feel around with his middle finger as he slips inside his index finger, his thumb brushes against her clit as he does this. He breaks from the kiss as he looks at her, he quickly tells her. “Are…you ready?” He asks as he feels his fingers become soaked.
 
Leila looked up at him and she nodded and said "Yes". She kissed him again and closed her eyes, waiting for him to push into her...the first man to ever do so.
 
Ravel parts Leila’s legs and makes his way on top of her. He positions his large cock with the wet pink folds of her cunt. The head of his cock rubs against her vaginal entrance and he swiftly pushes himself inside of her. At this time he holds her hips still as he begins to thrust.
 
Leila whimpered a little in pain as he entered her for the first time and pushed past her hymen. She bled a little onto the sheets as he began to thrust into her. She whimpered a little and closed her eyes.
 
Ravel slows down and picks up speed again, when he breaks through her hymen. His thrusts grow slighter rougher with each passing thrust. "D-don’t worry...you will enjoy it soon enough." He tries to comfort her.
 
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