"That was one of my favourite shirts..."
"You're a designer... Make another one." With one quick flick, I remover her bra.
And I'm wowed all over again at the sight of her boobs.
A f*****g breath of fresh boob air.... f**k!
She had wanted to protest again concerning her blouse but I caught one her n*****s with my mouth and her supposed complaint turned into a soft moan.
"Ohh," her hands were on my shoulder, her head tipped back.
I sucked her n****e like I was a f*****g new baby who needed milk to survive.
Fucking delicious nipple...
My hand were on the other boob, pressing and teasing the n****e. I did not intend on wasting time on her boobs but from the look of things, I may spend more time that I had expected.
When I moved to the second boob, my hands pushed her pencil skir
