My sweet King...

Jennine put her haid on Michaels shoulder and ran her fingers through his dark curls. Michael sobbed and told of Lost childhoods and lonliness. Jennines moyo was breaking and she took him in her arms. Burying her face in his chest he held her tight. She looked up at him he was tall compared to her so he bent his head to hers as she wiped the tears from his eyes.then bravely she put her lips to his. Michael responded. He kissed her mouth softly then took her bottom lip in his mouth. Jennine melted with desire. Then their tongues met in a long passionate kiss. Lifting her up Michael carried Jennine to the bedroom. Placing her gently on the kitanda never breaking their kiss the whole time. Breathing heavily Jennine watched this magnificent man undress. She lay there barely daring to breathe as he slowly undressed her kissing every inch of her as he locked eyes with her she could see his desire. Shyly he crawled under the bedclothes.