Chapter 82 Is That True?

No! This is wrong! Stop this! Decker's conscience yelled at him, but his body did not seem to understand that. In fact, his body seemed to long for the Princess. Their eyes were shut tight as they smooched, savouring their wet lips. Decker's palm travelled up to Leslie's cheek. He gently held her tight as he made an entrance into her mouth with his tongue, and the Princess gladly welcomed him with hers. Their tongues twirled and danced. Neither party could get enough of it. Leslie's arms went around Decker's head and pushed it further against her face. This caused Decker to moan into her mouth, and she did the same. They both enjoyed their tastes. Leslie's was minty and Decker's was like parsley. The two flavours are mixed.