We're barely inside Vincent's bedroom and he's already all over me.
Immediately he carried me in his arms to go up the stairs, we began to make out aggressively.
My lips on his lips, his lips on mine, his lips on my neck, my face, my hair. He's not doing much and I can already feel myself pooling in my panties. He really knows how to use his mouth; biting and sucking and teasing and licking and oh my God!
There is so much stimulation going on. I wonder how it'll feel when he actually f***s me.
Even when we reach the top of the stairs and start moving down the hallway to find Vincent's room, our faces don't leave each other for even a second.
We're just clumsily knocking everything over and tripping over one another's feet. It's only after multiple failed attempts of tripping and f
