"When you're about to put your c**k in me, you can call it a pussy."
"Rae?"
"Now would be the perfect time to touch me there, or anywhere you want. Do it right this time."
I had no intention of discussing it any further, so I kissed him, hard, on the lips, and moved his arm that had been on my back, down.
Like always, he knew what I needed, and obliged me quickly.
"You don't have anything under your tee shirt?" he mumbled around my tongue in his mouth.
I only paused from kissing him long enough to pull my shirt off over my head.
"Less talking, more touching, please," I whispered against his lips.
I guess he took that to mean more than my p***y, because he immediately moved his face to my chest and started licking one of my hard n*****s.
"Mmhmm," I whimpered.
I didn't care which f
