I can't falls asleep unless I'm laying on my stomach. I always have to be face down with my arms hugging the pillow under my head. I laid down and turned my head away from him, not expecting to speak until the next morning, if that. I could feel him shuffle towards me under the sheets. Before I knew it, I felt his hand stroking his way up my shirt. He worked his way down, brushing over my backside but not yet crossing under my panties.
He stroked inside my thighs, forcing my legs to part. His hand grabbed its way back up to the small of my back only to slip under the waistband of my black lace panties. I couldn't help but moan into the pillow I didn't realize I was now gripping nearly to death. He stroked my ass before slowly inserting one finger at a time deeper and deeper inside me.
I could feel myself propping my backside up, desperately trying to be closer to him. With every stroke inside me, I could feel him getting harder and harder, his dick pressed up against me, begging to be sprung from his briefs.
He laid back and pulled off his shorts while I peeled off my now soaking panties and oversized T-shirt. I leaned over, kissing him hard enough to hold him down. I could feel his hands grazing my naked body, grasping for any bit of skin he could reach.
I make my way down his body, kissing from his neck to his chest to his stomach until I'm buried between his legs. I kiss him up and down his legs and his crotch, teasing him until he can't take in any longer. With one swift lick up his rock hard dick, he lets out an uncontrollable moan. I put all of him in my mouth and take way too much pleasure in how turned on this makes him.