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Frank Abagnale can't believe that he's sliding his fingers deep within Aurora Grace walls. How her moaning echoes across the long corridors, chocolate round face scrunch in pleasure. It took—everything in Frank not drop his trousers and Fuck her senseless. He doesn't wanna seem like he's rushing, hell would like for his Future Wife to finish her animalistic orgasm first. Such a gentleman.
"Frank. Frank." Heaving chest made a notion as he smirk mischievously, knowing that her time exploding became nearing. "I—ohh." Aurora finally released hard, sticky and slimy the texture felt. "That felt really good." She said underneath her breath.
"You wanna go back to my room?" He whispered in her ear before pulling his fingers out her aching core and licking every drop that caressed his fingers and forearm. "You could make more noise in there. Be loud as you want." She unexpectedly pushed her dress down nodding not ashamed wanting him.
Frank kissed her passionately using tongue this time, "I can't wait for that gorgeous body to be in my bed, under my sheets, naked without a care in the world. Hmm." Holding her close by encircling his arm around her small frame.
"Come on." He said breaking the heated kiss, grabbing her dark ass cheek from under her dress. She nodded respectfully taking his hand letting him guide her to his room. There were a few disgusted looks passing at them but they didn't care. "We're almost there." He read his room number 358 when they gotten in front of the door.
Unlocking the room wasn't hard.
Frank dropped his keys and pushed her against the door so he could close it and lock it. He didn't need any distractions at all tonight, focusing on Aurora Grace body was in order. Not Cheyenne or that other chick.
"Take this dress off." He demanded using his real accent. "Now." She didn't argue but pushed him back a bit so she could undress, while she disrobe herself, Frank did the same. Shallow breathing were the only thing heard.
Naked the future couple were.
Frank couldn't believe this was real, his eyes flowed across her D-cup dark mounds. He wanted to not only suck and lick, but fuck them until she had him all creamed out. He was planning on scarring her delicious tities with come. Teenage boys, had a lack of imagination and this one for sure had all kinds of sexual thoughts running. Playboy was the cause.
Eventually his wonderful eyes stopped at her flat stomach and then overly waxed dark pussy that looked tasteful in his eyes. Frank dick harden just observing her adorable face.
"Choose a position." He told her nodding his head at the bed. She gulped following orders, her body had a mind of its own and basically held head first in the pillows, ass tooted in the air so he could see the pinkness of her magical hour. "Doggy style, you were talking all that mess in the ballroom saying you didn't feel— anything. Now look at you."
