Jack smiles weakly as his hands knead against her hips before pushing boldly back, and covering her rear. Her, in his opinion, quite lovely little rear. He looks up at her, his face a matching purple to her red.
“S-so you’re going to tease me and leave me?” he pouts at her, playfully, squeezing her rear gently. “T-that hardly seems fair. Then again, I, I teased you first by lowering my voice…”
Squeaks when he touches her rear, but it isn’t unwelcome, her face becoming redder. “Y-Yes…you did start it..”
Oh god she was melting against him though, hips moving against him slightly. No, she had to stop this somehow. He was still hurt. But her body wanted his..She didn’t know what to do.
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.
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