She let out a soft moan and rolled me over, and straddled me. There was now nothing but her panties on my pants, and she took full advantage. Placing ...er hands on my firm chest she started sliding up and down my throbbing member, driving me nuts. She was moaning as she grinded hard against my cock, even through my pants I could feel her lips trying to accept my member. She let a little scream out before sliding down my legs, dragging her hands slowly down my chest, to my pants. She used her. Your always so nice to me, i thought you were just a flirt but as i can see you want much more from me and i think i want the same with you. when i was drunk i remember showing my boobs and trying to get in your pants, but you wouldnt let me cause josh was in the other room. i love it when we make out cause you say you need practice and im more then happy to help you. i always thought you were just trying to get me in bed and it almost worked ;) i love when you come over cause the way you look. She could sense that her torso was getting a little heavy on his cock, so Ellen moved her feet to the floor. She pressed her breasts against his chest and slid down his body as she lowered her knees to the rugged floor. When her knees almost reached the floor her breasts lay in his lap. She pressed her tits against his bulging member as she went the last foot to the floor. Her hands were on his knee and she moved them up along his thighs, slowly toward his mounded lap. She looked into his eyes. The bedroom was empty, but he could see signs that it had been occupied. The bed was mussed and a towel was draped over the back of a chair. He carefully made it around the room, cautious of the furniture and any squeaking floor boards he might come across. It only takes one small sound to ruin the hunt and startle the prey. His blood was rushing through his veins, pumped by the too fast beat of his heart. This was part of the rush, the thrill of his craft. Making his way in, being there when.