His hands slide in my skin under my shirt. They go so up high, my shirt is off and his lips leave mine to kiss the amount of breast the bra isn't covering, while we lay down on bed. His hands slide from my waist to my hips, taking my shorts off. My hands find their way through his tshirt and take it off. His tongue is on my neck when he hugs me to open my bra. This is when I realize there's no coming back. His lips are around one of my nipples and his fingers play with the other one. He sighes against my skin when I touch his penis over his pants. His mouth change boobs and his hand goes down. He just touches me for a little while, making sure I'm completely wet. Slowly, our hands work together to take off my panties. His eyes encounter mine while his mouth sketches a sly smile. He slides his tongue in his lips, before touching my vagina with it.
That's the point when I wake up. Sweating. Hating you.


(a pessoa passa uma decada sem postar nada e quando volta é pra isso ¬¬)