"Damn you, asshole!" Sasha screamed out gleefully.
"You f*****g drive me crazy, Sasha!" He pulled his polo shirt over the head, watching her.
"And you're f*****g crazy already," Sasha replied while peeling the shirt off, impatiently.
"We're both crazy."
On her knees, she moved toward him.
Kaleb's lips twisted into a libidinous grin, pleased by the capriciousness of hers.
"You're perfect," he muttered, appreciating her naked body, everything to his liking. "And foul-mouthed." He stepped out of his pants as he began kissing her all over again.
"Mmm," she hummed into his mouth, pressing harder onto him. She wasn't going to last longer, she wanted him, and she knew he wanted her, too. Her hand found his erection, already hard and firm.
"Oh s**t!" Kaleb groaned, and both pulled apart,
