Moshers in the Rain
And Nobody Listens
Matt's Dream and POV
Brody was there, lying on my bed. Greeting me in her underwear. It was only me and her. She smelled so sweet. Like cherry pie, but sweeter. Her touch was electric. Sending shocks up my spine.
"Hey there. I wondering when you'd show up," she said, as she meticulously place a hand on her thigh. I floated to her. She was like pulling me in. She let out a moan when I gently started rubbing her inner thigh.
"I want more!" she begged.
"Beg for it," I said as I fasten the pace of rubbing.
"I want you in me," she moaned as she took off her thong. She began to touch herself.
"Let me do that," I said as I replaced her hand with mine. Her moans were getting louder and louder.
Brody stopped, suddenly. She started to undo my pants, and took out my harden dick, when I started to shake. I was being waken by laughter.
Brody was there, lying on my bed. Greeting me in her underwear. It was only me and her. She smelled so sweet. Like cherry pie, but sweeter. Her touch was electric. Sending shocks up my spine.
"Hey there. I wondering when you'd show up," she said, as she meticulously place a hand on her thigh. I floated to her. She was like pulling me in. She let out a moan when I gently started rubbing her inner thigh.
"I want more!" she begged.
"Beg for it," I said as I fasten the pace of rubbing.
"I want you in me," she moaned as she took off her thong. She began to touch herself.
"Let me do that," I said as I replaced her hand with mine. Her moans were getting louder and louder.
Brody stopped, suddenly. She started to undo my pants, and took out my harden dick, when I started to shake. I was being waken by laughter.