Max laid Rosalia down gently, like a glass vase he was too afraid to break. She held her arms above her head, her face turning to the side while burning from heat. She was too shy to look at him. The way he handled her made her think that she had truly made the right choice in taking him as her man. She could not imagine anyone else being so gentle with her.

"I can’t believe you are mine, Rosalia. This still feels unreal," he smiled gently as he crawled over her. His hot breath brushed against her ear as he whispered sweet nothings. His fingers did not rest, playing gently with her breasts. They were as soft as marshmallows, yet as big as ripe melons. The sensation was something he had never known before.

"Do... you really like me...?" Rosalia moaned out, her eyes finally falling on him as if expecting his positive answer.

"Every inch of you, every second with you, I love, Rosalia," he whispered, biting into her ear.

"Haaah~!" She moaned out, the sound slightly painful yet filled with heat she could not control.

"Me too. I am happy you are my man."

It was like a breaking point for Max. Simple kisses were no longer enough for his young body. Her words flipped a switch inside him. His body slipped down slowly, kissing her neck, then her breasts, moving to her belly, and eventually ending up between her thighs.

"What are you doing? It’s... dirty..." Rosalia covered her eyes with the back of her hand. Her thighs tried to close around him, but he held them firmly, refusing her attempts.

"It’s alright. To me, it’s clean, Rosalia," he replied, voice thick with heat. His lips moved up from her thighs to her slick pussy. His fingers pulled her panties aside. The corners of her dress tickled his skin, but he did not mind. It only made the situation sexier.

Her pussy was slightly hairy, but knowing women in this time rarely shaved, Max pushed past the small bush, revealing her wet skin. The pale entrance hid pink flesh inside. He spread the walls gently with his fingers and saw how beautiful her insides looked. It made his head spin.

Without any warning, his neck moved. A wet tongue brushed against her exposed entrance, making Rosalia jerk hard.

"Mmmhh~!" She moaned out, the sound raw and surprised. She did not understand this feeling. It was too intoxicating, too powerful. She could feel his tongue brushing places she had never dared touch herself intimately.

He licked her awkwardly at first, the taste of her juices coating his tongue completely. It was delicious beyond imagination: sweet like warm honey kissed by lightning, with a wild, addictive spice that tasted exactly like her hidden fire. The flavor exploded across his senses and set his blood roaring. One lick was not enough. He wanted to drown in her.

Rosalia’s thighs clamped around his head as her fingers desperately gripped his hair. Each hungry circle of his tongue around her clit felt like he was digging straight through her, reaching all the way to her heart.

She couldn’t hold back her loud, needy moans. "Aahhn~! Max... haaaah~! Oh god, yes~!" Her desire for him grew wilder and hotter with every stroke. He was tasting her. Eating her most private place. And that realization made her burn with the urgent need to taste him too.

"Max~ I want to do it now~ I want to taste yours..." She could barely speak through the moans as something intense built up deep inside her, making her inner walls clench hard. She could feel her climax rushing toward her, and if Max didn’t stop soon, she would completely lose control.

Hearing that, Max’s eyes lit up with raw hunger. He loved eating Rosalia out, his lips and chin shiny with her juices, but the mere thought of her sucking his cock sent a lightning bolt of excitement straight through his brain. He pushed himself off her, a glistening trail of her slick juices stretching from his mouth and dripping onto the already soaked bed. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Are you sure?" he asked, eyes shining with pure, boyish eagerness.

The look on his face almost made Rosalia laugh through her pleasure. She could not help but think how cute he looked right now.

"Yes, please." She pushed herself up and slipped the last of her dress away, fully revealing her naked body to him in all its breathtaking beauty. Max didn’t hesitate. He shoved his clothes aside, letting his cock spring free, hard and throbbing, already slick with precum.

"Lay down," Rosalia said shyly, guiding him onto his back. Her soft fingers traced along his thighs as she moved closer, her eyes fixed on his cock. "It’s so thick and long... so that’s what a man looks like..." she whispered a little too loudly, making Max smile with proud delight.

She leaned in, nose brushing close, breathing in his slightly salty scent. She didn’t mind it one bit. Her fingers gently wrapped around his thick shaft, unable to close all the way around it.

"I... I shall try now..." Rosalia said awkwardly. Her tongue carefully landed on his tip. The second it touched, Max’s eyes shot wide open and his hips jerked hard.

"Ah! Are you okay? Did I do something bad?" Rosalia panicked, pulling back slightly.

"No, no. It just... felt really good. I didn’t expect it," Max reassured her, voice rough with need.

Rosalia slid back in, this time with a bit more confidence as she licked the salty precum from his tip. Her movements were still clumsy, but Max savored every second. Yet his hunger kept growing. It was time to use what he had learned from all those nights he watched porn alone in his room.

"Rosalia, wrap your lips around the tip and suck on it gently..." he commanded softly. She obeyed, her warm mouth closing around him. "Now move your head up and down slowly... just like that."

A blazing wave of pleasure slammed through his shaft. Each heavy throb sent scorching sparks exploding up his spine and into his brain, forcing desperate, heavy breaths from his chest.