But then one of his hands moves up to he top. He pushes it beneath the back of it before slowly working it around and continues to push up. This causes her shirt to slightly ride up and he doesn’t stop until his hand covers one of her breasts, contained by her bra of course.
Jack looks up at her, face truly beyond purple, as his other hand remains on her rear.
“W-well I’m. I’m going to… f-finish it when… when I think we’re both good for it. Y…. re… remember when y… when you sat on.. on my lap, a while ago…? We. We could do it that way…” god he felt like a sleaze for just suggesting it.
She shivered even more against him, feeling her nipples perk up slightly at his touch. Her breath came out in a light sigh as she replied, “I-I remember…a-are you sure..?”
Her womanhood was beginning to tingle already, her skin warm to his touch, a sign of just Joe much she was melting at how be touched her.
Where this sense of boldness came from he didn’t know. Was it hearing his voice? Hearing her telling him how hot it made her? Knowing another man found him appealing? He didn’t know but next thing Katelynn knew he had tugged her bra down just enough, exposing her nipples, and he closed the space between them.
He took the nipple into his mouth, sucking, gently, as his hand massaged against her rear, closer than before.
Yes. He was sure, obvious by the way his hips rocked upwards and she felt his manhood pushing against her rear.
Jack Maple 