my story

Moaning, I grabbed his shoulder blades as he gripped me ass, grinding against me on the bed.My hair was a tangled mess, as he had run his hands through it so many times, I had lost count.His erection was hard against my core, leaving me wanting more and more.He gripped a fistful of my shirt and tore it off, me too "wanting"to care.I moaned again in pleasure, not wanting him to stop.His eyes stared long and hard at mine, making sure I wanted to do this.I nodded in reply.His teeth bit down on my lace bra, pulling it off for my breasts to bounce down.his gaze never wavered from his prize and I slowly started to blush.