As he kissed her, his hands began moving again, this time lifting up her blouse to bare her breasts. He broke the kiss so that he could look at her properly. His hands skimmed over her belly, cupping her breasts, teasing her n*****s.
"You’re beautiful," he said, and he planted a kiss on her left breast. "If you don’t like what I’m doing, just tell me, ok?"
She nodded, and he fastened his mouth over her n****e, sucking at it with a steady, maddening pressure. Gasps of pleasure jolted through her body. She wanted to touch herself there to try to alleviate some of the pressure, but she touched him instead.
As he continued to suckle her breasts. His hands fumbled for a moment at the catch of her skirt, and then it was gone along with her pants, in one smooth gesture. His lips traced a burni
