I squeeze one of the cheeks of your ass as you whisper to me, "Let's go" trailing your fingertips briefly over the front of my tightening jeans.
We leave the crowded dance floor and make our way to the door, you leading me by the hand; I notice quite a few envious glances in our direction.
At the car, I unlock the door, then press you back against it, trapping you in front of me as I lower my face to yours. Teasing your lips with mine, I trace my fingers over one of your cheeks, feeling how soft and smooth your skin is. Slowly, I tease your lips to open slightly, then flick my tongue out, wetting your lips before hungrily kissing you, slipping my tongue deep in your mouth. I moan into your mouth as my hand cups your breast, hefting its weight, lightly pinching your nipple. I can barely walk straight as I make my way to the driver's door so we can go back to my motel room.
The door is barely shut behind us before I continue trying to devour you, my lips on yours, on your neck, your cheeks, nibbling your ears, my tongue hot and wet slipping inside your ear, my breath hot against your wet, quickly- cooling skin. I manage to get off your shirt and suck in my breath as your naked tits swing free. Groaning, I sink to my knees, wrapping my arms around you, raining kisses on your belly, your ribs, nuzzling the underside of your soft breasts. Moaning deep in my throat, I begin to suckle, occasionally flicking out my tongue or nibbling on the hard tips of your tits. My hands move upwards and cup your breasts, caressing and squeezing as my mouth works against your plump globes. Gently, I tug down on you, bending you so you will kiss me again, and I feel the full weight of your big tits against my palms. I bury my face between your breasts and feverishly work on unclasping your pants.