Charlos grabbed Rissa's breasts, squeezing them passionately. Rissa quickly let go of Charlos's hand from there. Charlos's hand again crept from Rissa's waist, then was about to climb up. Again Rissa held that naughty hand.
Charlos looked at her with longing eyes, but his hands could not move. Rissa imprisoned both of Charlos's hands above his head. Rissa bent down to kiss Charlos, licking his soft and sexy lips.
Rissa moved to kiss the corner of his lips, then to the cheek, down to the neck. Charlos sighed. Rissa inhaled Charlos' scent deeply, and she licked Charlos's neck and sniffed. However, there is something wrong.
She looked up at Charlos, who was closed as he opened his mouth slightly. Then the man opened his eyes and looked at Rissa with an innocent face.
"What's the matter, honey? Why did you stop?" asked Charlos.
Rissa straightened her body while looking at Charlos sharply. "I haven't finished showering yet."