One tug was all the encouragement Derek needed to remove his shirt and toss it to the floor. He returned to her mouth, craving the feel of her tongue against his own. He gently bit her bottom lip as her hands reached the waistband of his sweatpants. As her hands reached into his boxers her pressed into her, a small moan escaping his lips. His mouth returned to her neck, his teeth grazing her collarbone.
@ Dandy Darling;
@ Dandy Darling;
September 14th, 2015 at 05:35am