She began to moan again, against his lips, over and over, as if nothing else in the world mattered but this being who was inside of her, moving inside of her, pleasuring her to speechless. xxx 18 Sure, they would meet again, but never as they had met on this day. They hugged not as lovers, but as friends. Her other hand was fumbling with her own button on her jeans, finally unhooking it and yanking down the zipper. Jack pulled Ilana with him, holding tightly to her hand and never looking back at her, as if he knew exactly where he was going. Their noses inches away from one anothers. his pants… He moaned as well, but softer, and longer. By then it was dark, and the alleys were lit only by a couple dim
