Misa lifted her arms so Sam could pull her thin sweater over her head. His gaze fastened on her bra and the hard n*****s poking against the satin fabric. Without a word he lowered his head and closed his mouth around one of them, biting gently before tugging it into his mouth. She moaned as heat streaked through her right to her cunt. Her panties were so wet she could feel the moisture on the inside of her thighs. The more he sucked on her n****e the wetter she got. When he turned his attention to her other n****e she slid her hands between them and squeezed his c**k convulsively. A harsh animalistic sound burst from his throat.
His nimble fingers unfastened her bra and he peeled it from her body before turning his attention to her slacks. Even as he unfastened the button and lowered the
