Elliott crushed Sam to his chest. He kissed her lips, and then tongued his way along her neck, around her ear, and then to her collarbone. Sam closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling; the emotion of love so large in her heart. When his thumb and index finger he tweaked a n****e, and she groaned.
"Sshhhh, we aren't alone, remember."
"But both doors are closed, and my sister has to know we have s*x, especially when I throw up early tomorrow morning." Sam giggled. "I don't care who knows now anyway."
"Me either." Elliott kissed her lips, as his hand held her breast, his fingers lightly dancing on a n****e.
When his hand strayed south, his fingers played with her feminine curls and then her opening, inserting one finger and then two. Sam arched her hips toward his fingers. She wanted
