You push me down further into the couch and come up to get some air. You pull your shirt off as I struggle to get mine off and then you come back for...more. As the making out continues, we move around the floor taking each other's clothes off until we're both stark naked rolling around knocking into tables, couches, and just about anything else in the immediate area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the ground and smash into a million pieces but neither of us flinch. We're both so focused on each. I slowly covered her uncovered hand. She looked at me surprised.“Qamaar, that was not what you were supposed to do…qamaar!…wait!…you bastard!”She was laughing as I put the fingers of my left hand through those of her right hand, and vice versa, pushed her into the bus stand, pressed her against the stand, pressed her hands against it lightly, and we started kissing each others lips as I was rubbing her hands against the wall, upwards and slowly, we holding each others hands. When I was holding. " How many times have you been to bed with her?" I whispered just loud enough for him to hear."You son of a bitch!" he screamed at me."Your honor." He turned to the judge."Contempt of court, three hundred dollar fine and thirty days to calm you down," the judge said."Thank you, your honor, he deserves much more."Then the judge dropped the bombshell. "I was referring to you and your unconscionable attack on the defendant." He looked toward the back of the courtroom, "Bailiff take him into. Then I sat back up and began grinding on him. He grabbed my hips as I worked him harder and harder."I'm not going to last long," he warned me."That's all right."I began masturbating while continuing to ride him. He started pushing into my asshole, fucking me harder as he approached orgasm. He bit his lip, stifling a groan as he went over the edge. I pulled my ass off of his softening dick and leaned over him, my cock pointing right at his face. Before long I shot my load onto his face. We made.