My stare was interrupted by the return of Andrew's mouth on mine, and he wrapped his arms around me and hiked me up against the wall, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist to avoid slipping down.
The new angle put all kinds of delicious pressure on my groin, and I couldn't hold back my moans. Andrew gripped me tighter and moved me over to the couch, plopping me down as if I was a sack of flour. "Hey!" I laughed out. "Not cool!"
"I have to get inside you." He told me, eyeing me up and down, and sufficiently shutting me up. I hurriedly shoved at my jeans and boxers, anxious to get them out of the way so he could follow through on his wish.
I don't even remember the last time I was so desperate for someone to f**k me, but this had to happen immediately. I was on the verge of combus
