Jason’s hands came up to cup my breasts through my shirt as I ground against him.

We’d made it as far as the couch, and I wasn’t about to stop him so we could relocate. Instead, I helped him along, reaching down to pull my shirt up over my head. He made quick work of my bra, and then his long fingers began kneading my bare breasts.

I let out a low moan as he pinched and tugged my nipples, lifting my breasts. He knows how sensitive my tits are, and he leaned in to suck on them, pulling a nipple between his teeth and then soothing it with laps from his broad tongue. He switched back and forth between the left and the right, and each nip of his teeth or swipe of his tongue made my pussy drip more and more. He was getting aroused, too, and I felt his hard-on pressing against me. I wiggled my hips,... Leer Más