"Come on." I say, pulling us down the hall we come to, the rooms dark, the outline of a couch and book shelf - office maybe? Shoving inside I push you to the wall.
Grinding up against your ass; fingers over your hips, up your stomach. I cup both wonderful breasts. You moan excitedly, arching back into me.
"Ummm, somebody's horny," you purr, rocking your ass. You straight arm the corner of the wall and door, curving your shoulders back — thrusting your chest out. A flash of heat between your legs.
"You've no idea babe," I growl in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine centering in your pussy.
Reaching inside your sundress, I cup your tits. Tracing the line of your bra, and work my fingers under the flimsy fabric. Finding your nipples, twin points. My need is demanding.
Moaning harder you swoon as I swirl my fingers over them.
"Oh fuck yes," you gasp, "yes, that's it honey. Fuck me, do it quick, I need you too."
Yanking your dress over your hips, I push your panties down. Lifting one foot free, you leave them crumpled around the other ankle, breathing faster.
Up tight to your body, I shove a hand between your legs. You moan loudly as my fingers parts your folds, slipping between the lips. You're so wet they slide in easily. Leaning into me, you present your crotch for my pleasure. Fingering you faster, I feel your heat, smelling your scent in the small space. It incites me.
"Hurry, hurry," you pant, your passion burning, consuming, the need demanding.
Ripping my pants down, I pressed up tight, my throbbing cock in your crack, grinding up and down, we both moan, panting.
Widening your stance, lifting up on your tiptoes, you roll your ass back, yearning, needing.
Growling, I shove harder, my hard shaft gliding along the hot fleshy channel of your cunt. Shaking, you moan, rocking your hips as It pushes under.
