All the people around them, coming and going, were envious.

A man and a woman kissing in the street, the autumn breeze, the fallen leaves, they all formed a beautiful and moving picture.

Joyce was wrapped in his arms, unable to move.

And the people all around were whispering.

"Wow, what a handsome man, it's so happy to be kissed by him, I want to be that girl so badly. It's so cool!"

"The women aren't bad either, are you half as pretty as she is?"

"Do they just have to do that in the street?"

"Ouch, too ashamed to look at it."

"So horny, so horny, can't stand it."

got into the ears clearly, and the already blushing Joyce were now even more afraid to open her eyes. At the moment her brain was sober, and out of control was the temperamental man in

longer and only wanted to

let her go, and even kissed her deeper and deeper, and finally, she bit

felt the pain and finally

the corner of his wet lips, and a faint taste of blood

you know where we

were hot, and the strange looks she received from

he touch

of Christian touching her just now filled his mind with jealousy, and he couldn't care less about anything else but his anger. He squeezed her wrist with one hand

so angry that she turned her face away, not wanting him to touch her, the

ever kiss

was unrelenting and

such questions in public? Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find

fit of rage and

bent

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