The excitement of the moment sent shivers racing down Molly’s spine and she rocked her head back as lips nuzzled her ear. Tomas’s fingers slid down to her throat and her breathing grew labored as the touch of his hand kept going lower until he cupped her breast through the material of her dress.
“Does that feel good?” he asked when he squeezed.
“Yes,” Molly gasped, but she couldn’t get any more words out as lips crushed on hers to trap her head against the side of the barn.
The groping touches of Tomas’s hand grew rougher and she could feel her n*****s stiffening to rub against the material of her dress. His groin pressed against her belly and there was no missing the hardness of his lust coming to life. There was an excitement to it that brought out her own arousal and the tingling hea
