"Thank you." T"Thank you." They both said in unison. Kamaria couldn't help giggle, not wanting to be rude she placed her napkin in front of her mouth hiding the disrespectful smile. Even if the waitress was flirting with her partner, there was no reason to be rude to someone who had o deal with slew of useless customers for hours.
"Answering your previous questions. I paint a lot of nude art and no I don't hate the idea of this becoming a date." Kamaria said . "What do you enjoy?"
"Watching bad movies in my free time keeps me sane. Plus my students are fun to talk to."
"You teach? Where?" The girls paused mid bite, arching a brow and lips curled in amusement. As if to say him having students was a funny joke to her.
"A private school somewhere...I forgot the name." It was a weak attempt to stop her from prying into such a mere fact. Which was absolutely idiotic, as both of them were here to figure something out. Gojo placed his chopsticks on the table, he only taken one bite. His appetite had completely dissipated after having placed his lips on her hand, now he hungered for more of her.
"What bad movies do you watch?" Surprisingly Kamaria didn't react to his words. She focused on her meal, quietly enjoying the spicy noodles that felt weak. Gojo watched her eat, satisfied she enjoyed what he picked for her. Kamaria's descended down, to take a quick bite of her noodle. before it fell down in her plate. She held her loose braid away from her face, behind her ear. Just by doing that his mouth dried, as he thought of invading her space, to hold her in his arms and scrape his teeth against her neck. He wasn't a vampire, but this horniness made him act a fool. Gojo took a sip of his drink, hoping this would calm his nerves.
"Recently I've enjoyed this one cartoon that makes no sense. It's about a talking duck who has such bad luck that you might think he has a curse hanging around him and triplet cousins, all in all it's a good bad show. Definitely a highly recommended."
"Can I come over to watch it?" Kamaria asked mildly, looking up to catch his eyes.
"Oh." Gojo said not hiding his sheer excitement for what was currently developing.. " Of course you can visit, Kamaria."
"Wonderful, lets pay and leave." Kamaria raised her hand, dropping everything so they could leave quickly. In her mind staying here would gain her nothing, but weak conversation. She wanted information and entering the house he built would truly give her something. Unfortunately, she was going to enter the lions den, with nothing but a gun that could not hurt him in her bag and nerves of steal. Very quickly the same pink haired waitress appeared, basically hopping towards the two. Her cheerful nature made Kamaria giggle, so she will give the café a great review.
"What can I do for you?" The girl chimed in a forced soft voiced, straining her vocal cords for that man.
"We are done and need the bill." Kamaria admonished under her breath.
"Yes, of course."The waitress said, then left. When she came back Kamaria handled the payment while Gojo just sat there, like a spoiled sugar baby. There was no time to spare, so they took a taxi to his apartment. The apartment Kamaria entered was big and nicely decorated. On each wall there hung an abstract painting with red paint. Under a particularly big one was a baby blue couch. Kamaria didn't ask, and took a seat on the couch. Gojo left her for a moment to get wine glasses and a bottle of wine. He poured a glass for them, then walked towards the TV. Gojo walked towards his dvd player, fidgeting with the player until it turned on.
They hadn't said much, yet. Only words they exchanged in the taxi was him whispering in her ear that his apartment wasn't that nice.
Which ended up to be a lie, as it was the cleanest apartment she ever saw, from a man of course. Kamaria was shocked by the décor that she started taking mental notes on how to redecorate her house. She noticed a vase with a crooked spine, it had a mixed of blue and red spots on the right side, the rest was a dirt green color.
"I am in love with your vase, it looks very camp." Kamaria sat straighter on the couch and raised her chin in admiration of his taste.
"Really? I found it during an assignment in an abandoned shrine." Gojo sauntered towards her side, invading personal space. Crouching in front of the girl he placed his hand on her knees. "One of my students said they wanted it for themselves, so I did what any reasonable person would do and ran. I hope they got home safely"
"And you still have your job? The old money must be very fond of you much."
"Fear is what drives them to let me do what I want, but that's to much information. "
"You refuse to divulge information, but keep on spewing little hints. Don't you find that a little idiotic?"
"Rather than finding it idiotic I think it's fun to leave you guessing, Kamaria." Gojo said, a smug smile on his lips. As he trailed his right hand upwards, enjoying the luxury of touching her thighs. Kamaria's heart beat a little fast.
"Instead of arguing on this and that, do you want a kiss?" The ever confident girl said those words with a purr, a seductive purr that just felt right to the ears. At first she denied wanting him sexually, but now she wanted more and more.
"I thought you'd never ask." Gojo spoke, then got cut off by Kamaria who touched his lips. He felt himself melt under her black gaze.
Kamaria head descended to press her lips against his lips. Gojo took the lead, gently kissing her back, licking her lips. He pushed upwards, pushing Kamaria back against the couch, as he sought for entrance. Warm lips tasting of white wine kissed her passionately.
The pair were now in a heated battle in which they fought with for dominance with their tongues. Kamaria enjoyed the intoxicating kiss, somewhat wet moving against her lips. His palm slid up on her stomach, stopping a moment to tap on her navel.
"Your skin is soft..." He said, after removing breaking the kiss. In response to his word Kamaria moaned. He continued his kissing assaults on her lips, licking at her upper lip. The wine glass was still in her hand, so she did her best to not let any drops fall. Her hand trembled, as she wrapped her free hand around his neck.
Kamaria's cheek reddened as his minty cologne floated into the air. It wasn't something she had smelled before. He broke away from the kiss, again. This time he bit her neck, hard, causing a gasp to escape her lips. Their lips came together and remained locked in a passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever. They were no longer seeking gentle reassurance from each other. Instead their hands moved hungrily over one another. Their breathing became heavier and their hearts beat faster as each, with fingers that trembled with passion, explored the tits and cunt of the other.
Gojo pulled away first, breathing heavy. He straightened his back, gazing at her delicate figure. Finding her very alluring he took hold of her black locs, twirling it in short breaks. While his right hand touched her collarbone, caressing her tenderly.
Gojo liked how horny she currently looked. He placed short kisses on her neck then sucked at the skin. Hands roamed from her waist up towards her breast, sliding to set his left hand's palm on one of her breast. Every moment she tried to memorize as detailed as possible. Gojo didn't have to be asked twice. He immediately reached out and, with gentle tentativeness, touched one of Kamaria's breasts. Kamaria reacted to his touch with a soft moan of pleasure. Gojo hands were gentle and loving and moved over Kamaria's breasts as softly as a the touch of a butterfly's wings. Kamaria closed her eyes and allowed the encounter to unfold silently. Gojo's fingers continued to glide slowly over Kamaria's breast in unspoken adoration.
As Kamaria sat there, her head leaning back and her eyes closed, enjoying the intensity of the moment, she felt Gojo's lips moving down her neck, down over her breasts and coming to rest on her nipples. He kissed each nipple softly, lovingly, slowly sucking it into his mouth and moving his tongue over it seductively. As he kissed Gojo's eager breasts, his hand moved slowly down over her tummy and into the smoothKamaria's cunt. Gojo's fingers moved deep down her smooth skin and began searching for her labia. He found them, hot and wet with excitement, and slid two middle fingers between to explore the inner delights of Kamaria warm, receptive cunt. Gojo's loving assault continued unabated until Kmaria was ready to scream with the excitement that was possessing her. That's when Gojo stopped kissing her breasts and slowly began running his lips softly and seductively up towards Kamaria's neck..
Kamaria watched him with lustful eyes, licking her lips in an inviting manner. Liking what he saw he placed his thumb on her lips, brushing against the lower lip as it shook. Slowly, she opened her mouth, hoping he would get that she wanted him to push the thumb in her mouth.
Gojo pulled the thumb away, raising the hand to take the wine glass away from her. Kamaria whined at his outrageous form of teasing. Yes, he needed to get all dangerous objects away from them.
"In the palm of my hand you feel so spectacular." Gojo cut her thinking off, drinking the last bit of wine out of her glass. "Let me put this away, before we continue, all right?"
He crawled on the couch, changing his position so he could comfortably kiss her. The long legs she possessed were brought to his lap, he tapped on the melanin rich skin to get her to place them around him. Obeying him wordlessly Kamaria did what he non verbally commanded her to do. He reached for her cheeks, clasping both hands her then lowering his head to press his lips on hers again. He kissed her in slow strides, as if savoring the taste. Everything he did was gentle and pleasurable.
"Tell me what you feel, Kamaria." Gojo bit her collarbone, hard. Drawing blood, It will certainly bruise. With a smile he sucked the blood out. Kamaria suddenly wanted, in fact, needed to hold Gojo in her arms and return the passion that she was feeling.
"Gojo." Kamaria arched her back feeling his teeth scrape on that sensitive spot.. "Let me taste your dick."
Gojo chuckled, liking the fact she was so shameless. There was no need to be all modest in this dirty situations. Moving back he held his pants to remove them. Not wanting to be half naked, he undressed all the way.
His massive cock sprung from his boxers, already hard from kissing and rubbing against her. Kamaria gasped wordlessly at the pretty size of his cock, nearly drooling from the way it twitched in anticipation. Gojo took a seat on the couch, leaning back and arms placed on the headrest. The sight of him made her feel submissive and breedable. The tall blue eyed man moved his hand up, doing a come hither motion. Kamaria shivered a little in anticipation.
Holding her skirt as she sat herself down, between his legs. Before she touched it she blew at the little bastard, watching it twitched a little. Kamaria put a hand on the cock and felt him stiffening under her touch, like hardening candle wax. Gojo watched her with dark eyes filled with unprecedented lust. She put her other hand on his cock and lifted the sagging end up to her lips. Kissing the huge, flared head, capping his love mushroom that made the tingle on her skin traveled all the way down her legs, Stroking him in slow agonizing movements, after a while of licking and stoking she quickened her pace.
Gojo groaned, his cock gained more stoutness. Kamaria continued to play with the whole cock with her short tongue. She stopped her licking, only to widen her mouth and push forward. The cockhead swept through her lips, stretching them and filled her mouth. Drool flooded around the big cock and out of her lips down to her chin.
Kamaria closed her eyes, concentrating on the gag reflex, challenging it as she challenged everything she'd ever touch. She kept pushing the delicious cock against the back of her throat. Unable to take the whole length in her mouth she settled on her usual pace. Sucking at the cock, her head bobbed diligently. Gojo moved to grab a hold of the back of her head as he helped Kamaria guide his thick cock deeper and deeper down her throat. Until she chocked, he then pulled all the way out with a pop. Kamaria gasped, taking a moment to cough the air into her mouth. He reached for her hair, yanking her head all the way back to look into his eyes.
"Was I to rough? I am willing to stop." He stared at the drooling jaded eyes having girl with sparkling blue eyes.
"You taste good, like a guy who showers with mint." Kamaria said sweetly, wiping her drool covered mouth.
"And you suck cock quite good." Gojo reached for her, tenderly pulling her up. "Sit on it."
"No." Kamaria pushed him back, so she still sat between his legs. "I am not done tasting you."
"No?" Gojo responded quietly, hearing the rest of her sentence he chuckled. "Oh, you are making me blush." A look of worry mixed with hunger on his face. He leaned down to kiss her sloppily, then pushed her head down to his cock.
"Good." Kamaria moved her head down to lick the fleshy balls. The disgusting taste of salt carried it's power through her taste buds. She licked from the balls towards the shafts, biting into the flesh after a kissing it softly. Gojo groaned, as he placed his hand on her head. It's like it would feel better if his hand was there. Kamaria worked her way in a skilled manner, until she could not bear being this aroused.
Once again she placed her mouth against the cock. Not wanting to keep him waiting. She bobbed slowly at first, adjusting to his thickness, but once she was semi-used to him, he began fucking her face with the same passion as he kissed. She moaned against the cock, feeling her vagina boil over and wash of fluid flooded her crotched. Her reflex assaulted her so she pulled back, letting it all go as she gagged against the tip. Gojo groaned in pleasure, holding her head as he listened to her coughing.