Jazz set the bag with the other two shopping bags from the day and headed to her bathroom, her arms full with bath products. xxx Jazz turned over, never breaking the lip lock with Max as they kissed each other hungrily, as if this would be the last time their lips would meet. Max crawled up Jazz’s body, glowing in the low light with the sheen of a fine layer of sweat covering her body, to lay beside her, pulling her close he gently stroked her hair. Jazz’s moans and gasps began to get louder as Max switched breasts, his tongue now lavishing attention to Jazz’s left nipple, as he pinched her right nipple hard between his fingers, the sharp contrast in sensations of his tongue lovingly messaging her left nipple, and his fingers painfully
