Moore ran his tongue the full length of her core and placed a kiss up at the top. She jerked his head up again. Carmen wasn't typically this aggressive...she sat up from the bed, hunger in her eyes. Shoving him back from the edge of the bed, she sat there and quickly got her fingers on his belt. With her hands so close to his bulge, he felt it ache against his zipper. Unbuttoned, she slowly pulled down his camo pants and boxers down together. His cock sprung out toward her with precum already dripping from the tip. Carmen smiled up at him. His pants drop to his ankles. She ran her acrylic nails up his thighs and kept staring up at him with her hard gray eyes. If he were being completely honest, he wanted to flip her over and ram his neglected cock into her...but he wasn't going to complain if she used her long tongue and tight lips instead. She let her other hand slip around his warm and throbbing member. Moore ran his fingers through her hair as she cupped his balls in one of her hands. Sucking one into her mouth, he inhaled sharply. Circling her tongue around and pulling it back from his body, she let it snap back to him and did the same to the other. She ran her tongue the full underside of his length then swallowed him slowly into her mouth. A guttural groan came from deep in his throat. Pressing his hips forward, Carmen worked her mouth tightly around his cock. Her left hand pulled and rolled his sack in her fingers and her other hand dug into his hip. She circled her tongue around him and banged his sensitive head against the back of her throat. His hands kept her new brunette hair from her face as he enjoyed every moment of her moaning. Popping his cock from her mouth, Carmen looked up to his eyes closed and his bottom lip bright red from how hard he was biting it.
His voice was low and gruff. "What are you thinking, babe?"
Her lips glistened with his precum as she smiled, stood, and wrapped her arms around him. She feverishly pulled his face back to hers and pulled him into her. Pulling her as far into him as possible, she wrapped her leg around him; her leaking core pressed against his thigh and gridded against him. Moore nearly growled, biting at her tongue, lips, whatever he could get his mouth on. He grabbed her ass with his hands and lifted her closer to him; her legs instantly latched on around him and her nails dug into his back. Holding her in his arms, Moore knocked everything off the dresser and sat her on top of it.
"I don't want to wait..." She whispered nearly breathless between kisses.
"Was eighteen months not long enough?" He joked.
Carmen rolled her tongue around in the side of her cheek--not appreciating his humor.. Moore couldn't help but smile...she was always so adorable when she was frustrated. Shoving him back, she teased him; spreading her legs as they hung from the dresser, her hands pressed against the wooden visage, her arms pressing her tits together--her gaze hardened.
Her voice was sexy but serious. "Maybe you'll have to wait even longer."
Sliding off the dresser, she put her hands on his shoulders and sat him down on the bed. Moore kept watching her. At first it seemed that she was going to straddle his lap, but she crawled onto the bed and laid on her stomach instead, almost as if she was going to fall asleep right there with her ass stuck out toward him. Crawling up the bed behind her, Moore ran his rough hands up the backs of her legs, up her plump ass, down the dip of the smile in her back. He moved to straddle her back, his rock hard cock was lodged between her cheeks. Carmen was unphased; her head stayed resting on her hands with her eyes closed. He kept running his hands up her hips, nipped in waist, and up to her shoulders where her tattoo lay. Three colorful birds--canaries--fluttering around each other; he had a matching yellow canary on the inside of his right bicep. It was the memory of something dear lost between them that only brought them closer. Working his fingers in between the knots in her back, she let out a deep sigh. He slowly ran his lips over her tattoo and bit at it; her body pushed back against his. Her core had become headed and damp again. Moore took a pillow and carefully positioned it under her hips. Kissing and biting up her neck, took the tip of his damp cock, and ran it the full length of her slit. She spread her legs wider underneath him and kept pressing their bodies closer and closer.
