“Your jeans,” She gasped. “What about them?” he mumbled at her neck, his mouth and tongue making love to her skin, his fingers tangled in her...hair. “I want them off.” “Only if the lace comes off.” His hand slid to her hip, his fingers just toying with the skin just underneath the edge of the miniscule garment. She slid her fingers underneath the edge and with a wiggle and a kick, she was naked in his arms. She pulled at the waistband of his jeans again. “Now.” Breathlessly, she kissed him. . Emily shook her hair out of her face, cocked her head back, and took a swig. She offered the wine to me once, but I shook my head. I bounced her up and down with one hand squeezing her stomach from the side of her torso. I wanted her more focused on fucking and less focused on drinking. With my other hand I reached in to the space between our genitals and rubbed at the upper part of her clit with two fingers, the part that had escaped penetration by my cock. My hand bobbed up and down in sync. More

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