[ Hei bites her breasts a degree harder, leaving dark half-moon marks on the soft flesh as her cries echo in his bones. Not cruel, but definitely upping the aggression. When she traps his thigh between hers, her nails biting into his skin, he stifles a sound, obeying that strain in his own muscles as his body tells him to press closer, to eliminate any space between them. His leg presses against the juncture of her thighs with an insistent kind of pressure. He rocks it slowly back and forth, letting her zipper press against her slit while he continues mouthing her breasts, scraping his teeth along the pebbly aureoles in time to her erratic breathing. ]
[ She can probably feel his erection trapped between them -- a solid outline down the leg of his slacks. A hard reminder that this is just a warmup. ]
Sunday! \^^/
[ She can probably feel his erection trapped between them -- a solid outline down the leg of his slacks. A hard reminder that this is just a warmup. ]