“More!” I demanded, and he quickly ripped my panties down my legs, leaving crude red marks on my thighs. nervous. Leaning forward, toward his mouth, he automatically opened and grabbed my nipple between his lips. He looked nervous, but already I could see a bulge growing in his pants. He was clean, at least, and the taste was only slightly salty, heavy and thick against my tongue. Laughing again, I followed my fingers with my lips and tongue, licking and kissing down his chest and wrapping said lips around the hard buds of his nipples. I hooked my legs up over his shoulders and spread my arms above my head, grasping whatever I could to keep me up. Smiling to myself, I began to slowly move, teasingly swirling my hips, moaning each time he hit a particularly sensitive spot. It was the hot spurts of come that set me off, and this time I did scream. I closed my eyes tightly as I closed over his cock, and he swore loudly as I did.
