” Get dressed Marci, I will take you to the entrance. My hand reaches out sliding up her thigh under her skirt touching the soft skin near her pussy and she cries out with a sudden and renewed sense of outrage. My frantic thrusts and primal grunts, it is obvious I’m close. She can’t control her breathing and her breasts begin to heave as she begins to pant and hyperventilate and there is nothing she can do about it. My hand reaches out sliding up her thigh under her skirt touching the soft skin near her pussy and she cries out with a sudden and renewed sense of outrage. I release her throat as I tease one breast with my mouth, I pinch and roll the other nipple with my hand, smearing my saliva around the areola, dragging my nails over the fleshy dome until she is covered with goose bumps and quivering with need.
