I kissed him hard, and then, just like I knew he would, he took control of the situation. His hands in my ear, in my hair, in my neck, going towards my arms, then touching, fumbling my breasts, then towards my waist, taking a handful of my but in his arms, driving me crazy and making me grind on his already hard d**k.
I kept driving myself insane on top of him while his hands kept wandering everywhere, kissing everywhere, I didn't even know and I don't even care, because the feeling I'm going through right now is just too good. I can't help but scream all the stuff that comes out of my mouth right now.
And just as my hands go towards his zipper and I open it and get my hands on his very hard, very smooth d**k, I hear him curse.
“ fFuck … You're gonna be the death of me.“
“Don't you
