Scooping themwith her hands, she made a cleavage for him again.Paul let himself fall forward onto his hands andplunged his erection between her breast....There was no stopping this time. He simply slammedhimself into the tunnel, fucking her frantically.Humping hard and fast, bringing his climax nearer andnearer.Marsha’s fingers and thumbs pinched at her nipples,squeezing, pulling. Her eyes held his as he thrust andthrust and thrust.Paul went rigid, groaned, thrust again and once more.“Oh fuck! Oh. In fact, Cypress didn’t seem to like him that way. Which was the problem. Okay, so Avery hadn’t fallen madly in love with her or anything ridiculous, like that, but he did like her quite a bit. It was rather ego-bruising that she didn’t appear to return his regard. He’d kind of thought she might, that time he’d kissed her, but nothing had happened at all since. Well, with the exception of seeing her in only a t-shirt or a towel, which was starting to fray Avery’s nerves. And, like usual, he. "I know," she told him. "It was silly - I just didn't think about the consequences. I'm sorry." Steven leaned over and kissed her. "Don't be sorry. Besides, you can show me your nipples, at home, any time, in fact, all the time, if you want." He grinned, hoping to get the same response from her. She did her best to show him the grin he wanted. As she returned his kiss, she felt his hand on her breast, his fingers teasing her nipple beneath the thin knit sweater. She kissed him harder, the. Thinking I was going to die – and how it was still worth it. The tension ate me on the inside and made me feel alive. Incredibly alive, breathing, existing, happy. I heard him open the door, walk into the room and lock it. I felt his eyes on me. Heard him put his bag on the floor and take his coat off. Then he slid his fingers over my pussy which was soaking wet and my ass. I felt his hand glide over my back and butt. I heard the two slaps on my butt more than I felt them but at the same time,.