She feels him push her shirt up, and off of her body, as well as the bra. He has to literally tug it over her head since he’s not giving her a moment to unstrap it properly. But it’s soon off, and away, before she helps him out of his simple shirt.
The removal of his pants, though, are impossible so the best they can do is work it down to where his cast starts… as well as his underwear. Katelynn feels the blushing heat from him as she helps him, even more so when his hands help to push her own pants down, as well as her panties.
Soon she’s settled on his lap again; not on on him, but close enough, and his lips are back on her chest, kissing, nibbling, and sucking it as his hands grip at her rear, pushing her down against him. Gods, when had they become such slaves to their desires like this?
Jack Maple 