Name: Yazmen<br/>Location: Yazmen's room<br/>Tagged: Max<br/><br/>His gasp tickled her as she grasped him firmly and slowly stroked him. As it hardened it her hand, her fingers became unable to touch tips. Her eyes flickered as he moved closer, a mixture of curiosity, arousal and fear. Yazmen had known Max all her life and had never feared him before. But, something was making that come to the surface, maybe it was just fear of the unknown. Her heart raced as began to explore her neck with his lips.  Hesitant at first when he kissed her, it didn't take long for her to let her lips part for him.<br/><br/>Her olive skin flushed with a quickly building and very new arousal. As she felt him massaging her breasts, a soft whimper escaped into his mouth. Yazmen's hot, toned small body was pressed against his thick, muscled body and she squirmed a little rubbing the pert nipples against his chest. Her eyes widened once again when his thumb found her warm center. "Oh...oh..." her hips jerked a little and she groaned when she felt his thick calloused fingers invading her. No one had dared touch her this way, in fact...Max was the only man to ever touch her in anyway.